This is a song about "Control"

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

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,

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

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

It's a sad life, that the others control,

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

Brought the sword as a mind control

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

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

But shawty know i'm a rapper

Control the mind of yo master

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

Look out below, there is no inventory control

Women at my pole

Please stop that shit! just gain control!