This is a song about "Six cents"

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip.

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

(six minutes, six minutes, slim shady, you're on)

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Fifty cents your favorite rapper man, no wonder you're fed up

Just another product of this matrix

It is super sized, number twenty six

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Fend for yourself, learn how to defend your cents

You’re not a size six

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Their cents i dont really give a dam

Like as if i didn’t know man

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends