This is a song about "Can t agree"

Chillin' with homies and family

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Bitch, you're 12, acting og like a fresh mc, don't ya agree?

So, i think we could both agree,

Not hungry for my poetry

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Let me rideuntil i get free

Coming to terms, where we can agree

See i ain't the coach, but i make a girl run till she open

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

But most of the time