This is a song about "Amirican dollars"

My #dollars turn in more #chips than fucking vending machines,

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Million dollars, i been there, 'bout a few times

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

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

A few hundred dollars and some reviewed proverbs

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers

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

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

You won't survive the night a million dollars baby i bet cha

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

On to college, im always on the yard like farmers

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