This is a song about "Control"

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Where i could be in control,

It's apart of her goal

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

But really he was always in full control,

No mind to control, though

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Not electronic but control it

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

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Brought the sword as a mind control

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll