This is a song about "10 bucks"

With just twenty five bucks in his wallet

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Artistic individuality

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Your verse was cheaper then my grandma handin me 5 bucks

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Each day you earn only a couple bucks

So i can understand police victims

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Although the route's foul, we need similac powder

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much