This is a song about "Mind control"

Open up your contacts then scroll

I always stay in control

Where i could be in control,

De la soul is from the soul

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

A master plan to control the mind of a black man

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Live my life through some film, man

Just take control if you can

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Yall thinking you control me, are you out of your mind?!

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll