This is a song about "Limit"

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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//

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

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

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Just free bars going to the limit

Like lil wayne said, the sky's the limit

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I've reached my emotional limit

Blazin limit it not wastin maximum hit/

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet