This is a song about "Get out of my busines"

Click right,log out get out of my sight,go quit

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

I get vision of blood born pathogens pouring out of my pores.

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Scratching my back, let the words get out

And tell me why would we just think about

I stay in the shower for so long to get the bad thoughts out of my head

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Emceed my way out, gotta get my payout.

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

Kids in the wildy get the fuck out of my way

Im out, before my thoughts get bigger

Or something that you paid for