This is a song about "Limit"

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Blazin limit it not wastin maximum hit/

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

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

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Governments wanna limit these lines we spit with chemistry,

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

You under the top, i'm over the limit

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit