This is a song about "When i get rich"

I get sad when u dont call

Just as you rose you will fall

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

We all say we're gonna change the world once we get rich

You wonda why they call u bitch

That's what you do when you rich

Every one said get rich or die trying

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

When i get the mic everyone gets scared

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Don't get mad when i smoke you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I'm like a fuckin pimp, get em stood on corners getting rich//

Jazz talkin, i bet i pick and roll with your bitch

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,