This is a song about "What happenig"

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Oh what you didnt like that well guess what im fucking back

What a bummer, what a drag

Doo-rags to match, and i do sag

Give us this day, our daily bread

And what you see is what you get

Seekin' what i want, forgettin' what i need

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Say what you wanna but

What the fuck what the fuk what

A twenty somethin cup

Got his back no matter what

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

No matter what you say or what you do

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo