This is a song about "The economy"

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

They don't care bout the economy as long as they benefit from the tax collection!

Folks trick themselves to think the economy is fine,

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

What will we do first? start another war rape the economy like a whore?

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

When when the economy of america breaks

And i stay down like my economy and finally i stay true to my might dynasty, yup!!!

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club