This is a song about "Commission complicated compound collide confuse conversation conclude collection confer commerce"

Earn a billion,make commission,

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Once they accidentally find your collection of knives,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

Constantly changing the course so i'm crashing my collection

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Dear god, i think it's time we had a conversation

Carmines and aquas, to add to my collection

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Wont even bother explaining just say it's complicated

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation