This is a song about "49 cent"

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Give the bomb the spirit so i can spirit

For the outlawz, here we come

49. for a reason for treason,

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

But not cool cause my house comes with

Fire on my mind like im green

As: i know just what you mean

Odor absorbing gel

This is heaven on hell

I be ballin, they wonder why

To raw i make da beat die

From now in the night you'll find me in the club with 50 cent

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Your micheal jackson and i'm 50 cent