This is a song about "Im paid"

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

Your chick only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

But den i realised i aint gonna be paid...

The proverbial lemonade that i made

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

I lost track, debt i haven't paid

I've got so much to say

Just get paid, just another day

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

With his blood, the price was paid.

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

You get paid less than my income tax,

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate