This is a song about "Bills to be paid"

I'm literally getting paid to rhyme on my boss's time.

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

I'ma send him on a fully paid visit to the lord

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Neglectful dick to restless bills i'm feelin' taken with anger

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

I'm taking shots, y'all faking knots, conscious? i'm paid to talk it,

Paycheck to paycheck, paying bills, now how's that for "real",

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Put bills under the mattress to turn me to a dreamer

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her