This is a song about "Comin thru"

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

But they dont even know what the hell i been thru

Lost without a care forcing messages thru antennas,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I’ll forever be on that lavish shit, comin thru straight ravaging,

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys