This is a song about "Nigga i dont owe you shit"

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Bitch i thought you knew that i didnt owe you, so suck my umbrella in this bitch

After that you shit rhymes, and be like "prashant i owe a line"

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Verse 1: if i can do this shit, then nigga you can do it too.

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

Get the fuck out of here,i dont get shit you say

Then some lady named billie holiday

Razor grips, laser spit

I just dont give a shit,

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

You dont owe me, now here we go go, go