This is a song about "Whore dick laming making money taco"

Now i'm making insicions in your dick skin with a pair of scissors

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

Just a little sprung but don't call me on your period

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

I've been making the most money you've ever seen

Money is just a whore, and imma use her till i hit the door, remembrance when im gone

I don’t need no interruption when i’m making you moanearly morn, wake up, then you yawn

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

Throwing money up and making it rain/

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

Almost lost my life to the industry