This is a song about "Limit"

Blazin limit it not wastin maximum hit/

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

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

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

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

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

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

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