This is a song about "Dollar"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Look another day another fucking dollar

C.r.e.a.m over niggas! get the dollar machine!

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

They don't care for you, they want a quick dollar,

I guess you're the reason women earn 75 cents to the dollar!

Though, everybody's on me like the milli beat partner

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Every punch need line, for every dollar sign,

Now i am a monster, your rhymes are worth a dollar

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her