This is a song about "Correct"

Im grammatically correct your bars are tragically wrecked,

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

I come correct wreck decks and collect checks

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

In the correct positioning with a quickening

Roses by the dozen, everyday i'm hustling

Come correct with who you are inside

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

More morally correct than a heroin injector

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

I'm in the correct state of mind

For that paper, i'mma grind