This is a song about "Construction"

(construction in progress, please use alternate route)

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

Like you've lost the spot, could work in construction,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

From the womb, my newborn child

The construction of mind

I'm on my grind

The construction of mind

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Corrupted construction caused your death via action

You can search but you'll never find

The construction of mind

The glare makes me hard to find

The construction of mind

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve