This is a song about "Limit"

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

Ascending - the galaxy's the limit never ending

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

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

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

You pushed me to the limit.

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Just free bars going to the limit

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit