This is a song about "Measure"

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

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Every endeavor my fucking pleasure, never go a half measure

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

And inside they think rap's soft

But no measure of thought

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

A lesser measure of beggar kids

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

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

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

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