This is a song about "Poop dollar"

But the same deposition take it every time

Every punch need line, for every dollar sign,

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

I poop so hard my face farts to the

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

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

Can i borrow a dollar with your permission?

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Making dollar bills out of music

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

Nothing but loose change call this phoney #half #a #dollar

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

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

Though, everybody's on me like the milli beat partner