This is a song about "128 bpm"

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

Them niggas pissed, need potty training

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Intervals polluting the economy/

After all the training you gonna wanna abort

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Im better than best/ ill rip apart your chest from your neck with lessor of pressure

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

I work well under pressure, catch me on the measure

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

Hopped over the fence, where the grass way greener

Why, just don't kill me with my 9 millimeter

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

It takes a lot to entice me then i can't handle the pressure/