This is a song about "The richest man in babylon"

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

Im the backstabber that put a knife in my man

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

Are my ticket to being the richest man on earth

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Of vicious foes afflicting fictitious blows to the richest low

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,

I said man i dont get you / you rather be a man stuck in the gutter un critical/

Disorders and generate horror within' recorders. i'm at my peak, my lyrical

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

So the man in the mirror, better stand and deliver

But let me inspire someone who can

I'm in this shit for more than the cheddar man

And i'll be the richest,but money isn't point

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint