This is a song about "Correct"

Myself, on the correct level and the right shelf

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Come correct with who you are inside

My conscious only knew whats half tight

So if i do call it's just a check

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

I'm in the correct state of mind

You can search but you'll never find

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I come correct wreck decks and collect checks

Im grammatically correct your bars are tragically wrecked,

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

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Whatever, it don't matter, i was correct