This is a song about "Limit"

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

You're very attractive, and notice that

Just free bars going to the limit

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

We need to talk about this issue, every minute's the limit,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Governments wanna limit these lines we spit with chemistry,

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

You under the top, i'm over the limit

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

You pushed me to the limit.

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit