This is a song about "Limits"

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection

They pushed him to his limits until he gave in, then blamed him.

To be good at rap, you need no limits

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

A shooting range with bullet limits

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

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

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I'm more than raw with it, i morph and ignore limits..

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

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

You feeling fearless then come and test the limits and get lynched for resistance

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit