This is a song about "Nine fifty"

My heat concealed and its that black nine

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

I gots cravin for a number nine

Probably wave goodbye at the same time

Fifty millions and we're still growing!

Gotta just keep on rolling

It's that crack, give you something to sell

But let me add fifty cents to the wishing well

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

Corduroys, cam will shine

Lookin' like a nigga just left japan

Pull out a fifty and pay the man

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce