This is a song about "50 centt"

It's a -- situation

//only lasts 50 seconds in

It can fit like 50 gallons fool

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

Bout a 50 million skaters screamin faster

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Leaving 50 ton ships fucken capsized

50, thousand volts you're gunna save for later.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

People love hodgy i hate you though

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