This is a song about "Rent a homies"

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Cuz at the time, we couldn't pay the rent

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Scrubbing toilets to afford rent

I keep it rolling with my homies like a (freaking) wheel

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

Definitely if the rent is due

Now, shorty this is what i'mma need from you

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

I love a barbecue with my homies, you trip i'll let it slide,

Ain't no doubt about it, barely pays rent, now a power outage,

Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

How to get my rent money