This is a song about "Do don t have control over me"

And do or die crucify hold me down never control my fate

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

How do you have the nerve to call me weak, yet

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

To liberate yourself, africa

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill