This is a song about "Discrete probabilty"

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Go find rhymes that aren't discrete and find time to make them neat

Don't care if its discrete or if even seven people evily watch,

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

But i cant give much (ish) away cause im tryin to be discrete

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

And force yourself to stay close but keep your anger discrete,

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

Maybe next time you choose to speak your words willbe more discrete

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

She told me everything that she normally kept discrete,

Don't discrete, started in the street, neva tryna cheat

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep