This is a song about "To the money qu"

Every since then our whole city been horrible

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Been runnin to the money since my first steps

When theres money to be made, you know the battle cranks

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

When you fly as a bitch

Back to the money my palms itch

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

I ain’t join the game for money, wasn’t to imitate,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Getting to the money