This is a song about "Maximum sentences"

I sense some censorship while your dwelling on sentences

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

That when i smoke and rap i am the maximum

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

Keep ya distance with those sentences

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Venomous sentences, please approach with much caution

Platinum the minimum, maximum is stabbin' eminem,

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Spitting sentences spilling residue on his crew neck

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off