This is a song about "Energy and gatorade"

When i get done i have your tired ass drinking gatorade

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

Projecting bad energy will hold you in schism

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Release the energy stored beneath

I say "stay", she wanna leave

And don't give a fuck life is just a game of luck so realize the negative energy

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Yall just kept me on that good energy.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

My calm energy, feel me and fall into sleep,

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Mechanical energy is lots of gears