This is a song about "50 cen"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

You based your life off of 50's shit

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

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Oh right you fap to 50 thats nasty its cool yo

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

Say you make "tons" of doe 50 or so hell no

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

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