This is a song about "Control"

Fuck a tape, fuck your broad

And control this shit yourself dog.

Both: this the perfect plan

Just take control if you can

Just a new system of control.

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

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

Not electronic but control it

She lashes at me, out of control,

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Almost lose control, lost sanity

That's why i'm makin' money

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

But really he was always in full control,