This is a song about "Metaphorical terms"

Any ties, the government metaphorical knife will slash,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Well i'll use terms that you understand, you are such a faggot

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

In rap terms he keeps it real

Leave your inhibitions here

And she wishes she could ignore them like the terms and condi-tions

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Metaphorically speaking i'm alerting you of theoretical terms,

Here, put in laimens terms, it's what you do with whats in you jeans.

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Metaphorical genis, orally spitting life

Coming to terms, where we can agree

You a lady boss, now you fly free