This is a song about "Limit"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

U grimaced the minute i spitted the slickest bars to the limit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Blazin limit it not wastin maximum hit/

Degenerate lyricists.. limit this.. visionless crowd of sentences//

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

I'll bring a thunderous storm and trap you in it till you reach your limit

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Spit to the premium hear it, and every minute's the limit,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

Get the zippo and spark the shit