This is a song about "Incentive concepts"

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Hold the key to these bullshit as concepts

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

The way i flow the way i rap, your insults are my incentive to tap

I just wanna be higher than that

A sly incentive with crime intended

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Concepts keep you listenin, wishin that you could process

Make it my best you need to add more concepts

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Venemous incentive - i'm a devil that's inventive

Seeing more success with my concepts it was a mystical miracle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

I was formulating concepts