This is a song about "Dollar"

Tryna get a holler from the almighty dollar

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Look another day another fucking dollar

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

A rapper with a vision beyond dishes, 5,000 dollar fishes.

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Maybe youll get a dollar or two there,and get paid

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

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