This is a song about "Limit"

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Nastiest over-limit went men

Ascending - the galaxy's the limit never ending

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

So fly on this fire like the sky is the limit

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

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

For me the sky was never the limit nor the height

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

You under the top, i'm over the limit