This is a song about "Lose control"

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

But really he was always in full control,

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

18 year sentence with no parole

He thinks that he can control

It's a sad life, that the others control,

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

It's now fucken done you lose

Kill the jungle let the cats loose