This is a song about "Control"

Look out below, there is no inventory control

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Once upon a time not long ago

No mind to control, though

And every one of y'all should know i'm outta control

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

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

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

Timmy got his bike stole

I always stay in control

Out to control the entire nation.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Control the mind of yo master

Not a rapper, i’m a raptor

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

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