This is a song about "Collision theory"

I'm killin' off bitches, the shit that i'm spittin's so vicious it hits like a head-on collision

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

And your mind and my words run into like a collision

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

You do not want to get in a collision

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

Thats the one im serving,no need for theory hit it end today and it will end this way

I've become immune to you no name haters

Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

On my way to the top with theory,

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

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison