This is a song about "You aint bout it"

Say you pop pills but it just aint you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I gotta tell you it just aint easy being me,

My talent should take me places i've never been

You aint see the half of it, not even a fraction

It aint like you need me to let your world shine

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Pack it up cuz you bout to hear a rebelz yell.

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Well if you bout it mahh/ then come hang with me