This is a song about "Dollar"

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

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

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

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

Now i got em on they toes cause my flow hotter

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

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Look another day another fucking dollar

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

The dollar bill shows that their claiming

Bun b, i’m underground king