This is a song about "Quarter million"

And daddy's in the cadillac

Big playmaker quarter back

“i’ll give you a quarter”

I can’t fuck with the alter

Million, maybe, question mark that

I don't want it on my back

Smoking on that quarter o jay, pop a blotter

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Music now days is torture,bloody knuckle with a quarter,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

4th quarter, how you gon go and take mike out?

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Or slowly scissor cut you in to quarter portions to eat