This is a song about "Owe"

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

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

Laser point like obi, get paid you still owe me.

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

But seemingly believe it though

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

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

You owe the money ho now your getting tamed

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

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

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time