This is a song about "Center"

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

Running gayly down center stage, i flip out caged in a rage like a ballistic bomber

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

I feel like i'm stuck like i'm sitting in the center seat

I'm blowing up rappers in the center of proximity

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

I'm the center of terror /you better remember ur errors

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

With ya girl on another man's private center.

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

As i enter the vicinity i'm blowing up rappers in the center of proximity

I'm at the center of the epicenter right after the quake//

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade