This is a song about "The dollar general"

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Cause you're dumb like the rich people prefer doing his dollar sum.

Won't settle or meddle with that sergeant general

Ya winslower, than laura, though you niggas urkel

I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

I need to be sharp for the dollar conquering."

My talent should take me places i've never been

Was a motherfuckin' scam, promote the whole general welfare,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

Im nervous, pyramids pointing to skies not disguised on the dollar bill you'll find,