This is a song about "Limit"

For me the sky was never the limit nor the height

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

And i was in loath, i would never get over you, ever, sarah

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

You under the top, i'm over the limit

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Governments wanna limit these lines we spit with chemistry,

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

U grimaced the minute i spitted the slickest bars to the limit

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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