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

And that´s how it has begun

So the ones eye has freak don't run

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

All this money don't mean shit if i aint gon spend it

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit