This is a song about "Excess inventory"

You are excess,you are nobody to me,you are stranger

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Look out below, there is no inventory control

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, i might just travel west

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Like checkin' inventory you dont know what's in store

You live life in excess, admit it, you're in it to win it,

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, might just move west

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Take some inventory, in this gorge there's a ford engine, door hinge

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, might just move west

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent