This is a song about "Changing the value of an expression"

An expression of obsession with life, just a little bit

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

I'm only the messenger, hermes of an era, warning of a past,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Shit is still changing today, the way it always do

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

Im courtside, wizard game

An illusion of the brain

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

It showed and brought the world the expression of hope

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Changing the pace in my flow as i gaze into space and,