This is a song about "Quarter"

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Even though i only got a b last quarter

It’s a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Callin' her up on the phone, quarter-dime telly nigga,

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

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

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter