This is a song about "Hittin bills"

Basketball is my favorite sport

Hospital time and bills that they couldn't afford

They bringing me fish and chips

I guess, he can barely pay his bills,

Or just relax in brasil and payed no bills,

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Think you're hittin harder but your shit is just a bitch slap

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

They're slittin' their wrists, missiles hit, hittin' the picket fence,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

I'm an automatic spittin bullets hittin the listener

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

I wasn't stopping 'til i got the bills

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

A disease, involves me hittin that green