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

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Probably failed it cause i can't talk things out of my chest

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

He was dope as fuck, it was crazy how absurd he got,

Were we can grasp control of you all

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

It's crazy the things the world can do to us

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

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

He thinks that he can control

It's apart of her goal

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

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

I also have a cutie to call

Were we can grasp control of you all