This is a song about "Dimes"

Since i quarter dimes in order n' preach crack in holy water

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Cause gotta do this for my roots until they got all the dimes.

I always buy nicks although i would rather only buy dimes.

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Ya selling dimes , every bang i make is like a parking fine

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

Dropping dimes and committing crimes

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Bringing paper home an dimes taylored, but my effort an time was the fortune maker,