This is a song about "Limits"

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Criminal intent, out of breath, reach limits per minute,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Ripping the limits of quickness when i'm spitting this sick shit

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

A shooting range with bullet limits

Get rid of you bitch, i haven't even taken it to the limits

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

To be good at rap, you need no limits

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Streched, skin pulled out, it's limits being met, but don't fret

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Speed limits get eliminate

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

Tickets to mimic my shimmick have hit the mischief limits,