This is a song about "Dsr 50"

I told myself that i would play it cool

It can fit like 50 gallons fool

If you can't look up at yourself

Conjuring mad man spells

I only got this 50 dollar check that needs cashing

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

Say you make "tons" of doe 50 or so hell no

A legend have to bow, africa

50 cent said it best nigga

So, 50 years from now, check what i became!

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

You niggas ain't harden, you readin them 50 shades of gray books

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods