This is a song about "Fifty shades"

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Floor sororities like two dollar fifty you call its

Got on my darkest shades, this man is made

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Walking around with two different sets of shades on,

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

But let me add fifty cents to the wishing well

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Pull out a fifty and pay the man

Death total 49, i'm no 49er i need fifty

And i got a little big, keep it low key

And i shot him in the chest with fifty five tries

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice