This is a song about "Limit"

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

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

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

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

You under the top, i'm over the limit

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Using multiple syllables a minute it looks like i'm spitting to the limit