This is a song about "Debt court"

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

That im collecting your debt, demons up in heaven,

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Time to get dressed up cry at court

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

I been strivin for mine ever since i left brittania court/

Easily seated with all the walkouts, he was in serious debt

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

I lost track, debt i haven't paid

All dem niggas gonna hate

Pass any court date without a trail,

Ridin’ in a cl, hope i never see jail

National debt rises fast, lowers with movements of snails

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates