This is a song about "Control"

Women at my pole

Brought the sword as a mind control

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

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

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Not electronic but control it

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

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

He thinks that he can control

This shit has got my soul

Timmy got his bike stole

Where i could be in control,

Just another system of control

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Out of control, unpredictable

Yeah come holla at your uncle