This is a song about "Wallets"

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

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

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

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag