This is a song about "Current"

Its ridiculous, the current state of the game

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

When i scroll through the current battles going on

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

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

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Texting my mama current self

Setting the stone in the river current and having dreams of futures he never foresaw

Truth is, my shit don't get publicized, when in reality, i already shit on yaw

Dont search for fame, thats my current thinkin man/

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

Look it something they can't ever see

The current so concerned with currency

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

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying