This is a song about "Limit"

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

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

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

You pushed me to the limit.

It's all good, finna dog that

For me the sky was never the limit nor the height

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

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

For a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a manyou always was committed

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit