This is a song about "Support for familys in need"

Money on call for when i need it

Now this shit is turning to a habit

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Your'e lost in the sirens, you need me for guidance,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

This beat is a mahi tuna floating in some shark water

Where rules get followed

Of support i can load,

Never agree with that message

Now my familys like a cursed bunch,

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

But it made me the man i am today, thanks