This is a song about "Correct"

And i like my marijuana bright

Come correct with who you are inside

Hold my tears i tried my best

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Im incapable of making etically correct decisions

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

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

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

Myself, on the correct level and the right shelf

Never will i ever utter never to myself

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

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

But you seemed to neglect the indirect correct intellect of this sect of doctors.