This is a song about "Fees"

Right flows down and they might go nice

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

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

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

Narcotic collector, that is the fees

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

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

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

I hurl chargin fees just to acquire my fire an disease

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

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

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Until you pay the bail than your fees also

I had a rough year paying all the fees

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys