This is a song about "Due due"

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

When in due time it's live or die, new chapters

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Definitely if the rent is due

Due to the lack of substance like marijuana suppression.

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

When the money is due, you've already spent it on you, ha,

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

Sippin' on the glass, gettin' higher like the rent is due,

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

Your time is up, your time is due,

Due to our appearances, cash, 'n women,

Riding around without a fuck given