This is a song about "Agree"

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

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

We were meant to be thats something i truly agree

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

And now that i’m getting money

So, i think we could both agree,

She going to borrow some money

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

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

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Coming to terms, where we can agree

We're living in a fantasy

Bitches ain't around one thou

Then we agree you feel me now