This is a song about "Measure"

Every endeavor my fucking pleasure, never go a half measure

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

To measure the sickness and wickedness

Maybe they know him better, or i don't know no better

The size of my balls you can't even measure/

A pile extra pressure as a test of measure

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

A lesser measure of beggar kids

Dick be like architecture 'cause it's so hard to measure.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

He told me i'm the ruler of his world, but my beauty is hard to measure