This is a song about "Capture"

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

Probably be they my capture us

And all the laughter i'd capture after havin' to murder you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

How my lines feel like they can just capture ya

They claim it as their own, africa

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

Rather capture the actor, oops i meant the pastor, fucking bastard n' after gather this chatter.

Take notes please, your lines can't capture shit are you joking?

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Cracking throat,scrambling papers,to capture the fame,tracking my veins,

Master the art so masterballs cant capture,the time is now the rapture,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her