This is a song about "Correct"

More morally correct than a heroin injector

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

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.

I come correct wreck decks and collect checks

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

In the correct positioning with a quickening

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Im grammatically correct your bars are tragically wrecked,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

But let me inspire someone who can

The correct answers malcolm sex man

Come correct with who you are inside

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight