This is a song about "Agree"

So, i think we could both agree,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Agree with waka flacka fuck this industry,

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

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

Then we agree you feel me now

Will somebody please show me how

We're living in a fantasy

And all the fruits agree

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

You disappear reading this a letter agree!