This is a song about "Fifty"

Guess i gotta work harder, make that change like fifty

And i got a little big, keep it low key

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

I rap with talent like a fifty caliber barrett

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

I feel like i got fifty cars

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Floor sororities like two dollar fifty you call its

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

If you don't want to get burned. lower me to fifty degrees,

This song about you, then you probably need to leave