This is a song about "Make your own connection to the universe"

So call alica keys, cause #no #one is going to stop me from going ham on the universe/

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Like writing the answers to the universe in the underwater sand.

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

I'm losing my connection to you, but i'm trying to believe

To find your own existence and a mistress

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Best rapper on the planet? nah, the universe

'' you got no bars '' so your words no connection

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

But oddly, you're the one who needs to take your own, advice

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I'm talkin about the universe,