This is a song about "Gotta pay of the charges"

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Carcasses in carpet and drag em off to the market and sell em for charges

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I'm the seven six was afraid of, gone nuts, gotta little buzz,

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Gotta pay the bills, gotta pay back that loan

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

2 g's? gotta snatch the loose leaf out of habit