This is a song about "Losing control of my feelings"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Even when my anger takes control of me

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.

Just a new system of control.

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Kids are making fun of me and my feelings are still not tore

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Now im out of control in my mercedes i roll

Everyday losing some source of hope

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

Just another system of control

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

U could try to hurt my feelings but my heart is made of steel