This is a song about "Agree"

Almost lost my life to the industry

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

Looking at your money

And all the fruits agree

So, i think we could both agree,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

She says you're free of disease these knees won't agree, see-

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

You disappear reading this a letter agree!

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

You can’t tell a story for others, you must agree,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

That you might not agree with, see it like this, troop,

All my niggas get together to gather loot

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress