This is a song about "50 cent pussy"

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

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

And maybe 50 cent can be put to tht category

Nigga so focused, shout out that ? a quarter six forty

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

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

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

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

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

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

50 cent said it best nigga

Is written in our souls, africa