This is a song about "Cent"

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

I'd rather take pain than call myself fifty cent/

And maybe 50 cent can be put to tht category

So everything retro come across so corny

Your raps have a limp like the 50 cent hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

You got a pic of 50 cent and your a wack talker

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Your micheal jackson and i'm 50 cent

That happen to act like a black president

Beautiful are thou, africa

50 cent said it best nigga

You better learn my friend, you can never earn a cent without them retaining it

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend