This is a song about "Control freaks"

While i got the tricks, you get the creeps, heaps and heaps of creepy freaks.

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

And control this shit yourself dog.

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Soft serve lyrical excellence you should observe like dem freaks from

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

18 year sentence with no parole

I always stay in control

Popcorn relaxed take a seat enjoy the show were all a bunch of freaks,

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

But really he was always in full control,