This is a song about "Joey dollars"

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

She was trapped like a cash strapped gambler, joey finally snapped…

And see i grew up poor, i probably didn't have two dollars,

Driving you bonkers, eating roaches, yeah: just look at yonkers

For clockin dirty dollars

Uzi pop, you news and choppers

Americas in debt, but we turn around and give egypt, millions of dollars

You know i've been told many times that when i rhyme i'm misusing these words,

Dollars can't keep u out of debt

Im trying to see her in bed

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Afford to sell, we're poor as hell, spare me two dollars,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth