This is a song about "Dollar"

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

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

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

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

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

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

Can i borrow a dollar with your permission?

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

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

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

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

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

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her