This is a song about "95 bpm"

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

I guess you can't take the pressure to be a successor

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Applying pressure when i put together letters

Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

My nigga kato, ready for whatever

I lost my mind and went paranoid with pressure

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

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Malcolm x, by any means

Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her