This is a song about "50 bitches"

Yelawolf, 50, and don't forget tech nina,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

It can fit like 50 gallons fool

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

You based your life off of 50's shit

Or let the mob handle that

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

50 blunts a day, that's my game, undeclared

Oh right you fap to 50 thats nasty its cool yo

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her