This is a song about "Pay me"

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

Casual day for incompatible pay

Still the man with the pan

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

People stealing, they gonna pay,

But keep them cigarettes away

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

You kicked me when down, now your gonna pay for it

I think it means it's damning me. how much would you pay to see, a backwards cursed depraved freak?

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

All thats on me, now go the fuck away and maybe pay, some of your time

You make a nigga's night turn day

It's my day fuck they pay

Hit you from a block away

Who will make a gay pay.