This is a song about "Control"

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

But really he was always in full control,

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Not electronic but control it

18 year sentence with no parole

Where i could be in control,

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

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

That damier bag i bought her

Control the mind of yo master

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

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

Out of control, unpredictable

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will