This is a song about "Wealthy bitch"

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Trying to give them light and a message

Prepare to take a note bitch

Had enough dollars, was wealthy raised

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

I'm the prophecy ,your the bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

'cuz stereotypes on television make 'em think i'm wealthy,

Fuckin myopic bitch

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

A troubled family, wealthy parents living prodigy..

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

"what are these wealthy tax breaks that you all are asking of?"