This is a song about "Else"

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

So has every body else

Roll up niggas be like sex

Just about everything else:

Balling, but it’s not a game

Or else i'd go insane

Tell about vertex and everything else

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

That crack had my feeling like i was above everybody else,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I'm going off the top of the brain

Or else i'd go insane

And nobody else would dare hire,

J. cole's her ghost writer

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

And give everyone else a splinter