This is a song about "Six cents"

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

Candy shop 50 cents in my pocket gimme it

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

And the v12, that's on various trips

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Then negative six hundred and sixty six below

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

"you only smoked one?" bitch i smoked six

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

You’re not a size six

When we vent, we wouldn't give you 50 cents

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

They listed six hundred and sixty six ways to be verbally addictive.

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

If you try to sell an album it just won't #make #cents