This is a song about "Control"

Just another system of control

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

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Y'all know justin, his flow on control,

Get you high, keep it on the low

No mind to control, though

He thinks that he can control

De la soul is from the soul

Look out below, there is no inventory control

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Timmy got his bike stole

Where i could be in control,

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Control the mind of yo master

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for