This is a song about "Where to stash your cash 529 savings account stock"

You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Until your submissive, admitted to the village where you'll be afflicted,

Feelings dont matter when it comes to cash

Why a black nigga take ass over class

I'll diss you all, make you delete your account,

There must be another route, way out

And delete your rappad account, and i'll set u free to play and run aghit i'm done

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Okay lets have a look at your account and see what it's all about:

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

But i start to wonder where is your black cap?

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Fuck a gun wheres my bow? flaming arrow in stock, aiming at your throat ready to let it go