This is a song about "20 dollars"

And two hundred dollars ain't enough to water the seed

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

You won't survive the night a million dollars baby i bet cha

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Call it bubonic, getting all the dollars and

And see i grew up poor, i probably didn't have two dollars,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm the enron don, con more dollars than kenneth lay dreams

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

But you got those dollars so you be like it's okay i'll just say i'll pay but nah

Not before i overexpose and simultaneously overdose ya,

Simply unable to afford four little pills that cost only a few dollars

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs