This is a song about "49 cent"

Ju 52 cent sun i boni

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

You're fucking with me, nigga

I poop so hard my face farts to the

So y'all niggas can fly

To raw i make da beat die

Car seats got screens in them

49. for a reason for treason,

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Like poop smeared on the walls

Or i might destroy you

Raised by a momma who, who

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent