This is a song about "Current"

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

Man this is so bullshit, i'm so mad i ma knock you in two hits

The current so concerned with currency

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Its just my ergs/ to feel flow like current/ im shocked like im wordless/

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Light years away from its current place in time

So let's have a toast, everything fine

If you can't look up at yourself

Texting my mama current self

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Current so strong i cleverly prevent imitation,