This is a song about "Collision theory"

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

No theory can explain how i love the pain, blood drips like rain

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Your own ''divisions'' can't take the collision of the precision that i've driven

I want to fight the music on this one

You do not want to get in a collision

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

Im in my own division, you cant dodge this collision, my mind and rhymes

The collision was bad, she's panting and asking

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing