This is a song about "Connected"

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Fuck, i'm on with that shady desire like slim connected with a wire,

Bullets hardly connected

Lobsters and shrimp im good

And california on that jerk shit

To be respected, connected

That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

I've connected with the devil & i'll be with him soon.

It doesn't matter who's affected we're all connected and being focused

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

I feel connected, feel resented cause of the shit that i stuffed up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

If you understand, i hope all of you connected.

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that