This is a song about "Limit"

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

She tryna get her groove back like stella, grab the umbrella

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

They say that the skies the limit, i went through the sky.

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

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

Blazin limit it not wastin maximum hit/

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that