This is a song about "Dollar"

Nothing but loose change call this phoney #half #a #dollar

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Melting pennies an painting copper ill sell my soul if you give the dollar

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

The dollar bill shows that their claiming

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying