This is a song about "Agree"

And all the fruits agree

Fuck fame, fuck money

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh

Then we agree you feel me now

Bitches ain't around one thou

You can’t tell a story for others, you must agree,

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Agree, only want to thieve and carry pieces,

That scary love, never get married love

But five years from now i bet she see

Coming to terms, where we can agree