This is a song about "When i m rich you ll be my b"

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

When i met you, i knew you'd be my bro forever

I get confused when i'm not rich

They vaguely decipher my language

They claim it as their own, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Fuck everything? i wanna be rich, i guess i've lost my patience,

On they twitter writing novels, see

I dare you, come at me b

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick