This is a song about "Fifty"

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Fifty millions and we're still growing!

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

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

That happen to act like a black president

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

This coupe-i'm... in, highway about a buck fifty

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Now it all came back on her, doesn't even look like she's fifty three

Guess i gotta work harder, make that change like fifty

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

The good kid from the ugly city