This is a song about "Lose control"

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

When you lose control im not the one to blame,

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

And control this shit yourself dog.

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Cause whether you win or lose

Niggas die over shoes

These are a few things i can't control,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

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

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Let me rideuntil i get free

See i have nothing to lose

My time with their half-witted reviews