This is a song about "Measure"

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

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I'd rather do business than pleasure

A pile extra pressure as a test of measure

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

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

Every endeavor my fucking pleasure, never go a half measure

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Back to regular bar measure, too late to verse us,

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

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