This is a song about "50 cent"

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

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

50 cent jay em was good ask me 2 pac was the real hood

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Plus my kicks are nik', this what the bitches like

But i'm 50 kilometers lighter than a #bike

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

You gon' need a couple stars to get your first victor

Well baby bot there ain't no question

//only lasts 50 seconds in

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And maybe 50 cent can be put to tht category

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Squeezin' a dollar from a dime when i haven't a single cent