This is a song about "Control"

No mind to control, though

Hit the club she drop it low

De la soul is from the soul

Where i could be in control,

She lashes at me, out of control,

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Please stop that shit! just gain control!

I always stay in control

18 year sentence with no parole

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Look out below, there is no inventory control

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

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

It's apart of her goal

He thinks that he can control