This is a song about "40 cent"

Your raps have a limp like the 50 cent hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

Your micheal jackson and i'm 50 cent

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

And maybe 50 cent can be put to tht category

About some tyga beef shit

40 with a million clip

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building