This is a song about "Measure"

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I work well under pressure, catch me on the measure

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

As he lecures from whoever to the basic units of measure/

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Cause your lyrics are as strong as a tape measure sword/

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

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

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Power beyond measure, you wouldn't know what to do with it

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

You're meant to be the #ruler of this #pad scene, rappers? well, here's a #maxxi, #measure