This is a song about "Current"

Dont search for fame, thats my current thinkin man/

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

My current path is pathless, full of maggots, sticking together like magnets.

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

For my current situation

You're uncool like my mother kin

Inspiration for my creation? my current situation, don't be mistaken.

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

When i scroll through the current battles going on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Conversations about tsunami's and current affairs

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current