This is a song about "Figure"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Devastating a grave digger your just a slave kicker a fake figure,

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

But im hard to figure out like a fuckin riddle

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

And some others, but you'll figure that out later in this tape

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Tryin' to figure a way out

Baby heading down a cloud

Boosting mental fitness and i finally figure

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Just to figure out we're puppets and controlled