This is a song about "Furthest thing"

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I quit fightin, one more thing.

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

I know the moves i'm making

But you wake up to the same thing

Of people saying the same thing

Tell them niggas we coming

Hating my macking, they asking

That shit must be a dj thing

Told me rep the city good keep the board moving

Cause fucking imagination is my thing,

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Dispersive competition comes to surface, who can throw the furthest.

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

Because love is a crazy thing