This is a song about "Detail"

Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail

Persevering they paint mental pictures of what things are in great detail

It's the attention to detail, there's nothing overlooked

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Because attention to detail isn't as high to often even think twice

But i come on the weekends, pablo jail

I dont need to get to further detail/