This is a song about "93 dollars"

I got 10 million dollars, written in the wrong tense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

We getting money, you can face the facts

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

A thousand dollars for that acer i couldn't trace it

Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Simply unable to afford four little pills that cost only a few dollars

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Afford to sell, we're poor as hell, spare me two dollars,

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

I'm just trying to make my dollars double//