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

I'd leave but it's too damn complicated.

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Once they accidentally find your collection of knives,

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Time is complicated, but spontaneous and simple too

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated

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

Only concern was the home that was close to him

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Good after that day haven't had a conversation

I'd leave but it's too damn complicated.

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

You don't wanna collide, with a mastermind.

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind