This is a song about "Alternating current"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Current so strong i cleverly prevent imitation,

Texting my mama current self

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

She mighty fine but i notice that her heart resides next to bitterness

Its just my ergs/ to feel flow like current/ im shocked like im wordless/

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

I'm drinking voltage so i be spitting current on the floor

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama criedbut that was fiction some coward got the story twisted

Specific to the geo where the current twisted, forever they drifted, never to be lifted,

This is something different

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

When i scroll through the current battles going on

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom