This is a song about "Finishing a crane course"

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

You'll need a fuckin crane to lift me i'm iron maiden,

Just to see, these metaphors spread a course like mustard seeds

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

Best finishing blow lands/

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Off course, of course,put it deep like inter course,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Professing they found one ready as this

I'm the crane here to demolish,

The beat running its course

Where would i be without my dogs

Now i'm finishing winning

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

Dike just like a dyson is bliss of course we know were it