This is a song about "Control"

It's apart of her goal

Where i could be in control,

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

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

Just another system of control

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

I got my heart and soul in remote control

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

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Control the mind of yo master

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll