This is a song about "Correct"

Whatever, it don't matter, i was correct

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

In the correct positioning with a quickening

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

New dough for the new year and i sumo on a rap peer

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Come correct with who you are inside

More morally correct than a heroin injector

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

I'm in the correct state of mind

From the womb, my newborn child

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

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest