This is a song about "Control s"

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

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

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

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

I always stay in control

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Purify that woman soul

She lashes at me, out of control,

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

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll