This is a song about "Correct"

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Myself, on the correct level and the right shelf

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Im grammatically correct your bars are tragically wrecked,

Correct techniques like i'm sprayin' tecs, stayin' vexed,

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Come correct with who you are inside

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

This hip hop's mixed in with pop to be correct it's electronic

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Whatever, it don't matter, i was correct

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

My rhymes correct you and are severe. i am a pioneer,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill