This is a song about "93 cents"

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

From 93 til infinity, we poppin major drama still

20 cents and a ball of lint

And you could find interest

Candy shop 50 cents in my pocket gimme it

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

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

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

Condense your two cents with abundant rhymes dispensed

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Made the bed, gave me head, "here's eighty cents, go pay the rent",