This is a song about "Agree"

Bitch, you're 12, acting og like a fresh mc, don't ya agree?

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Then we agree you feel me now

Will somebody please show me how

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Bitches ain't around one thou

Then we agree you feel me now

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

But rather than singing non praise the dude

That you might not agree with, see it like this, troop,

She says you're free of disease these knees won't agree, see-

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody