This is a song about "Control"

Than the muse of a family

Almost lose control, lost sanity

These are a few things i can't control,

Open up your contacts then scroll

And i made it with that dope flow

No mind to control, though

Where i could be in control,

This shit has got my soul

Y'all know justin, his flow on control,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Not electronic but control it

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

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