This is a song about "Control"

Where i could be in control,

De la soul is from the soul

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

Not electronic but control it

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Out to control the entire nation.

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

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

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

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

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

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul