Lyrics:

VERSE 1
Hot off the press so crisp and so fresh
At my best with the rest of my Jackson friends
But it’s not too long before our family’s getting split
Packaged up and shipped off quick from the mint
Then I find myself briefly at the national bank
Where I’m grabbed by a teller passed off with a thanks
To the cold clammy hands of an uppity swank
Congressman so it seems that I’m moving up the ranks
Yeah slipped in a clip with the rest of his bills
Condescending Benjamins giving looks to kill
Now I’m getting kinda nervous in the dark for an hour
Then me and a couple others get traded for white powders
Placed in the hands of a different kind of man
On his waste I catch a glance of a pistol in his pants
And I listen to him rant bout the bad things he’s done
And I’m not really sure I like the twenty that I’ve become

HOOK

VERSE 2
Started so clean now I’m feeling so cheap
As I’m giving off in change to a man with no teeth
With a bag of dope for the man to smoke
And then we both hit the road with no plans or hope
Me and the man just go to get high in the park
Smoking pipe through the night wide eyed in the dark
Then I start hearing sounds, there’s somebody else around
Get surrounded by kids who are putting this bum down
They shove him to the ground kick him til he stops moving
Laughing they grab his bag and go through it
Find me and the dope and huh they think it’s funny
Like look I found a twenty he actually had some money
They take me and move along with the bum laid out
Soon the kid who’s holding me no longer wants to hang out
So it’s back in his pocket I’m watching out through a hole
As we’re going up the road to a spot where the hoes stroll

HOOK

VERSE 3
Now I hear the boy talk to a girl as they walk
Says he’s got me in his pocket and wants to go up the block
And just moments later those pair of pants pulled right off
Thrown onto the side walk through my hole I watch
As they get it on but he’s acting kinda rough
Pulls her hair slaps her around that kinda stuff
Then he picks the pants up and he pulls me back out
And without another word he just stuffs me into her mouth
Spits me out, as he walks away, tucks me in her bra
Along with some of the most beat up bills I ever saw
Move along and she meets a couple men
Gets it on yeah she gives it up and then
It’s more bills to fill the space I’m feeling worn
And by now I’m pretty sure that my edges are getting torn
That’s ignored as we go on more of the same
For a twenty dollar bill there’s a whore with no name

VERSE 4
So before long the girl comes across another guy
He’s got himself a car and she takes another ride
So do I, and I can feel em as they’re talking
See his hand slipping up her fish net stockings
They’re parking and just like before she gets laid
But when they’re finished up the man pulls a switch blade
The girl screams as he pulls her out the car
And she tries to run but she doesn’t get far
He takes us both down I can see the knife raise up
Then it’s pushed down in her chest until the blade’s stuck
She stops struggling
He starts rustling round in the back of the car he pops the trunk and then
Brings a can of gas out and soaks her clothes
Strikes a match and we’re both going up in smoke
And right now all I’m thinking about
Is all the trouble that I’ve caused just from being around
And I’m out