This is a song about "Husting for the dollar"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Tryna get a holler from the almighty dollar

For every dollar i blew, i blew it with confidence

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

In front of our building, they was my heroes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Making dollar bills out of music

Look another day another fucking dollar

But more or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

I guess you're the reason women earn 75 cents to the dollar!

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Leavin' the strip club with stitches and half a dollar,