This is a song about "Collide"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

That somehow collide with what isn't supplied

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

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Where constellations collide and where telescopes can't find,

You don't wanna collide, with a mastermind.

Fucking with a motherfucking mind