This is a song about "Expect"

If you even have balls, not what i'd expect.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

What did you expect, all i do is make hits

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

And expect them to toughen up

I don't expect you to leave her

I am hip-hop. past, present and future

See i respect you i expect respect likewise

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

My life might not be what you expect

Dc has never seen such progress

Express stress expect less

Be the ocean, where i unravel

And dont expect to breath when i grapple