This is a song about "Going out of your comfort zone"

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I get in my zone, you try to get your butt toned

I will bring you the sunshine , i will comfort your fears

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

I'm flying big, my rhymes are going out of the park

From the projects to the penthouse

Going through the purse of your spouse

Your indomitable spirit kept us going

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You thought you were going all out but i'll send your ass back in like a curfew

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

I'm fucking stoned and in the zone to snap your crunching bones

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones