This is a song about "50 cant"

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Bout a 50 million skaters screamin faster

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

You niggas ain't harden, you readin them 50 shades of gray books

Thinking of having a quick trip three, split me 50/50, lift me

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

You got a pic of 50 cent and your a wack talker

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

You based your life off of 50's shit

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

It can fit like 50 gallons fool

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

50 shades of clay, tons of reasons why i’m mr. may.

Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day