This is a song about "Paid in full"

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Only built 4 cuban linx, paid in full, and liquor swords,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Smell the fumes from the rasta's in a room full of hash

Ya, laid in the shades of the everglades, finally forever paid, wearing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Gotta get paid in case i miss my blessing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

A mother full of scolding in an apartment building,

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Cause in her mind, my one voice sounds like a full symphony,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Chilling in full bandos because

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Account the amount we are paid

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate