This is a song about "Agree"

Agree with waka flacka fuck this industry,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

We were meant to be thats something i truly agree

Bitches ain't around one thou

Then we agree you feel me now

It ain't hard to make money

Coming to terms, where we can agree

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

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

You disappear reading this a letter agree!

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree