This is a song about "Buttons"

Now i move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon

It’s time i start pressin the buttons on this lesson

But i must confess the buttons you pressed was a big mess,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And your buttons im get to push in,

You just working with the scraps you was given

Push my buttons...u can get the heat like a microwave....

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Killin rappers by the dozen cause im flooded shootin buttons,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks