This is a song about "League of extraordinary gentlemen"

Out of mind out of sight

And you're, approaching me right

And if ya like the beat, too bad its out ya league.

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Would you please count from 1 to 3 ladies and gentlemen you are listening to carl c

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Spitting like im the true rap god, hop in my astro pod, launch, im fucking extraordinary,

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise...

Cause i need to be extraordinary, and if you feel this

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

I'm at the top of the league the way i pro-vide,

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light