This is a song about "Wallets"

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

But these wall street bankers use this to pad their wallets,

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?