This is a song about "Owe you"

You know that i love you

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Don't fuck around and make it true

See you, touch you, hear you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

We'll write these letters to them, "all this angst, we owe it to you",

And i did the video for really though

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

So great, i probably owe you an apology!

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

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

It's really not an issue

You got your crew behind you