This is a song about "Calibre 50"

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

Oh right you fap to 50 thats nasty its cool yo

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

Wit me be like 50 trippy hippies and they all consider

So, 50 years from now, check what i became!

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Thinking of having a quick trip three, split me 50/50, lift me

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Bout a 50 million skaters screamin faster

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

50 cent said it best nigga

Yeah, one time for the