This is a song about "Directed"

Re-directed de-ci-sions

She likes the way it hits her lips

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Fuckin faggots, don't you know when shit's directed to you?

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Directed towards the agent

Got them little red dots directed at your face

They say that i never cease to amaze