This is a song about "This money it s nothing"

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

There's nothing this idiocy compares with,

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

I have nothing to show for it, except this rap poem,

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Gett this money flip it like bacon

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

From the honey to money with nothing comforting left in sight

Back at it again all this money that i spend

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

This guy ain't nothing, i list it, bout to send you home cryin and

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I'm a catch 21, this close to nothing