This is a song about "Fifty"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Guess i gotta work harder, make that change like fifty

Guess i gotta work harder, make that change like fifty

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

I rap with talent like a fifty caliber barrett

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

True, this diss rips through any crew, like fifty guns hit you

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

I'd rather take pain than call myself fifty cent/

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

I feel like i got fifty cars

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo