This is a song about "Context clues"

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

The struggle of living in context is a giving

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

The science with hidden places n' government leaving clues and traces

I knew there was monastery clues on how to play it cool

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

To put that into context autism usually gets you less than thirty,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

My mood is simply rude in this context, i do this cause my

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go

So many would say you lose, let me investigate like blues clues,

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news