This is a song about "Be okay"

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner

The childish play and pray everythings okay,

And i got 'em every day, every day

But you got those dollars so you be like it's okay i'll just say i'll pay but nah

218 be my area lookin like you got malaria feel a bit sorry for ya,

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

As long as i sleep eat and pray i should be okay

I got bigger problems baby

Okay okay thats fine with me

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Okay son be a good boy

I've seen but if u took it the right way everything would be okay

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

I wanna hear "i'm sorry. are we okay?"

Momma say, you making me lose pay