This is a song about "Measure"

But no measure of thought

See what i was taught

I'm too clever, on a measure you plummet forever.

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

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

They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I work well under pressure, catch me on the measure

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

To measure the sickness and wickedness

Every endeavor my fucking pleasure, never go a half measure

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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