This is a song about "Stocks bonds account savings"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

My bank of america account got six figures

Cause the account never empty, naw it stay full son

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

Mike, you think i'll mike out/ but i got you bank account, what do you doubt/

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Sounds like they got a thong on and got strong bonds with feminine activists

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

You haters put up your guards

Destroyer of atomic bonds,