This is a song about "Fees"

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

I'm your favorite neighborhood rapper, please send me the damage fees

I'm everything that they call nice

Narcotic collector, that is the fees

It's gettin chilly, i'm set to 0 degrees, sign your fees,

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Until you pay the bail than your fees also

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

I hurl chargin fees just to acquire my fire an disease

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

I had a rough year paying all the fees

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

No credit card... yet i still got late fees

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories