This is a song about "Limit"

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

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

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

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

You just need to take me, i know you can fly