This is a song about "Barter defect"

Therein lies the defect of revenge: it's all in the anticipation; the thing itself is a pain,

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

That begets collapse like a gusset defect when i plague yo beats,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

You were handicapped from birth call it congenital defect,

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test