This is a song about "Spending 2 grand of my mums money"

It was all part of their grand schemes, to gain damn green,

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Go home a nite to find that my mums brought a crate

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Back-flips off the edge of the grand canyon

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Grand master of arson but not the only thing in my arsenal,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

It has been 2 years now, and you're still lying about the money

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Loss of time for play-doh, i'm steady spending more pesos

Loss of time for play-doh; i'm steady spending more pesos

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Spending all my money on lids

My team getting digits