This is a song about "Matrix"

Can't stop me now, if there is a matrix; i'm the glitch

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

My matrix was just a check list

If you feel it, it must be real just

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Living in the matrix

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

But it makes sense i control everything like the matrix

Professing they found one ready as this

Some wonder if i rhyme or the matrix glitches,

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

I'm more unreal than if this was the matrix/

She likes the way it hits her lips

Mo' green numbers than the matrix