This is a song about "Fifty shades"

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

But let me add fifty cents to the wishing well

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

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

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Wack is what the haters say, this area with shades of gray,

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Split if fifty-fifty, get it, street struck, i'm spinnin' the truth,