This is a song about "Connect"

Connect the dots: i call it interpolation,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Lyrics connect like a blow to aesthetics

Connect four,connect rhymes

This is how she want to live

Does not make any sense when i connect lines

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Connect the dots like go, never be able to play me

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Air becomes a resistance when i connect the speakers to your mind

Un-denied respect, so i stride to perfect every line i connect

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent