This is a song about "Stolen money"

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Money bring pain,money bring gain

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

I heard that time is money

Cause some of you bitches funny

How to get my rent money

What them tippers don't see

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

After the club, gettin you open

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.