This is a song about "Limit"

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

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

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

For me the sky was never the limit nor the height

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

You pushed me to the limit.

He might have the same whip

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

What i do is i channel my aggression with no cable or antenna

Just free bars going to the limit

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

I've reached my emotional limit

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

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

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