This is a song about "The dollar general"

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan

I am nothing because of the general philosophy of people trying to bring me down.i am

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

But he don't rule a thing

The dollar bill shows that their claiming

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Melting pennies an painting copper ill sell my soul if you give the dollar

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

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,

I need to be sharp for the dollar conquering."

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Tryna make a dollar so i chop it to the fiends