This is a song about "Inventory methods"

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Face me youlle come second get lessened, by my esscence, n reckless methods

When we rumble, it's a catastrophyout for revenge on bitch

Take some inventory, in this gorge there's a ford engine, door hinge

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Would it surprise you if i told you all of the black inventions?

Look out below, there is no inventory control

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

Death row and other evil records use lethal methods

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

They try to control the ghetto, but their methods are unorthodox,

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Observin' their plat flows, viewin' their bars, their psych, givin me methods//

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)