This is a song about "It s crazy how things can spin out of control"

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

Authorities wanna take a spin me, trying to limit these rhymes that got g's saying "can it be?!"

This shit has got my soul

He thinks that he can control

Were we can grasp control of you all

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

No one notice your struggle

Out of control, unpredictable

But, i plead you can see things are not how you perceive

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Man it's crazy how we don't even think, walk around it,

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

This way he has control of things he feels inside, his mother said how long have

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

She lashes at me, out of control,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll