This is a song about "Center"

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Givin back the sand til we center rock

With ya girl on another man's private center.

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

Cuz we'll come find you in all kinds of carssignin' out

You promise that's change

Spotlights on, center stage

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Hoping someday i too will be the "center of attention"

I'm staple to this center, like a lay up

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

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

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

I been doing this for forever, so whatever

You gonna find ya self in the trauma center,