This is a song about "Being in control"

There is no control, like a gun barrel in russian roulette,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Women at my pole

Where i could be in control,

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

It's funny how money is truly the one in control

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

So, just tell me something about yourself

Cause he learned to control and he's an expert in stealth

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Hate being in this position

You know that love is a very serious thing

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being