This is a song about "Mind control"

Look out below, there is no inventory control

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

Open up your contacts then scroll

He thinks that he can control

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Just another system of control

But really he was always in full control,

18 year sentence with no parole

Just a new system of control.

It's apart of her goal

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

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

It's a sad life, that the others control,

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Purify that woman soul

Brought the sword as a mind control