This is a song about "50 cents"

50 cent said it best nigga

The science and the art, africa

I think you and your friends

You ask for my two cents

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents

I get special attention

//only lasts 50 seconds in

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Fifty cents your favorite rapper man, no wonder you're fed up

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

I don't need your two cents, 'cause you make no sense.

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Fend for yourself, learn how to defend your cents

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends