This is a song about "My quarter"

A role bought for 5 nickles per hour, a sicko eating out a quarter-pounder's girth

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

This quarter i ordered altars,

So you finally got the nerve

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/