This is a song about "How much a dollar cost"

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

Nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch that's just how i feel (nah)

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Now i am a monster, your rhymes are worth a dollar

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

That shit was wack as fuck

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Puzzles me how she got so much, and made such a mess/