This is a song about "Collapse"

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

I hear pouts and the lords come to pay, my heart begin to collapse

If i see any more desks imma collapse,

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

Scream out till your lungs collapse, collide with a bus and die,

But now im getting out and shouting till my lungs collapse

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Till i collapse and i fall into my next relapse

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Relapse, collapse, brain maps

Now if you give us a chance

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

The foundation collapse, your trap inside, you couldn't go

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity