This is a song about "Dollar"

Get million-dollar bonuses from paying 'em minimum wage,

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

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

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

If you need a dollar, act like everything's pleasant

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Making dollar bills out of music

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

The dollar bill shows that their claiming

Leavin' the strip club with stitches and half a dollar,

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder