This is a song about "Being kicked out"

About the rhymes i just kicked

If you feel it, it must be real just

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Kicked out 'cuz the rent is nine-hundred dollars a month,

Money is most of y'all interest

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

Won't run out anytime soon

Then we kicked in my room

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Taker kicked out twice at 2 and a half, so did baker

My direction good, well-rounded type

Kicked the chair out, just sit tight

Kicked out by middle class communities, gentrification,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Prince georges to the district

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,