This is a song about "50 cebt"

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Candy shop 50 cents in my pocket gimme it

One night love: i'mma need that

You based your life off of 50's shit

My insecurities and worries shall be no longer

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

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Oh right you fap to 50 thats nasty its cool yo

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

Conjuring mad man spells

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Wit me be like 50 trippy hippies and they all consider

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

"contemplate", i wrote about her

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,