This is a song about "Constant ofproportionallit"

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Im always constant in what i attempt to transect friends

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

A constant smog surrounding my brain.

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Winning constant battles with a miracle desire/

In a constant state of awful hate to compensate

Let em marinate, you forever late

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

With psychological problems i live a constant cycle

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

As consequence, once again with your constant rants, don't you understand,