This is a song about "Correct"

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

Whatever, it don't matter, i was correct

Myself, on the correct level and the right shelf

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

The correct answers malcolm sex man

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

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

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

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

I come correct wreck decks and collect checks

And everybody's having sex

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

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

In the correct positioning with a quickening

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening