This is a song about "You care for money"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

My mind is breaking gotta care for a child no one spares you a mile

How would take a bullet for you! take care if something bad has happend. i have those!

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

You can go and smoke pot for all i care.

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

They don't care for you, they want a quick dollar,

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Materialize her love for one who doesn't care, i hope that you are aware

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?