This is a song about "Limit"

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

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

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Just free bars going to the limit

So fly on this fire like the sky is the limit

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

You can't expect my love to fade when i say it has no limit.

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

Nastiest over-limit went men

Bet i get like 8 of them