This is a song about "Pay me"

No one knows what to say

Bitch you wont have to pay

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

I fuck ladies they all want my babies so they pay me

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Cuz i dont pay attention instead i have people come and pay me

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

If you try to pay me i'll give you a five percent tip

For a perfect mother’s day

Because i gotta pay

She do everything i say

But someday my brains gonna pay