This is a song about "Current"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Current so strong i cleverly prevent imitation,

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Light years away from its current place in time

The current so concerned with currency

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

13. this whole rap game in it's current making,