This is a song about "Trump racism making money"

We think making a bunch of money, is what it means to succeed,

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

But theres a difference between raps and racism

Throwing money up and making it rain/

I'll never call you bitch again

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

A happy home, that's my fantasy

Hopefully the next album can help me out

Stop your stupid racism for crying out loud!

Racism bullets being shot in every which way

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day