This is a song about "Yo money"

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

State that yo--money makes you better

I know most guys won't freak together

Yeah, broken ass bones, and shattered hearts, faggots follow faggots like theyr fuckin clones,

Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones

Blow up on this society

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Music is money, money isn't music

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Not bad using that dope money