This is a song about "Control room"

Across the crowded room,

Won't run out anytime soon

De la soul is from the soul

I always stay in control

It's a sad life, that the others control,

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

These are a few things i can't control,

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Look out below, there is no inventory control

Almost lose control, lost sanity

And all women who had light features, see

This shit has got my soul

He thinks that he can control

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

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll