This is a song about "Abuse of power"

But my fuckin laptop about to run out of power,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

At like the age of five making power points creative slides i never really had to

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Physical , emotional and mental abuse/ combination of those

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

The power of knowledge threatens, im educated with weapons

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

But there's no truce of abuse cause it's not contextual,

Aint aware of my power so no scepter yet

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse