This is a song about "Owe"

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

But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow

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

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

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

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

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Owe to me for overdue ate

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I think i owe you an apology katie, 'cause no one's as cold as me,

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

To the moon, and not owe anyone, boy, cuz boy, thats just what the fuck i do.

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

I realize as i cry everything i have i owe to them