This is a song about "Connected"

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

If you understand, i hope all of you connected.

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

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

No car key and i mean that

To be respected, connected

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Cause he just came home off of bid

Bullets hardly connected

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

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune