This is a song about "Current"

The current so concerned with currency

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

For my current situation

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Texting my mama current self

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

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

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

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Its ridiculous, the current state of the game

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Specific to the geo where the current twisted, forever they drifted, never to be lifted,

When i scroll through the current battles going on

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won