This is a song about "Neglect"

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

But you seemed to neglect the indirect correct intellect of this sect of doctors.

Today i'm killing i'm feigning off neglect cash this check worth my self respect

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

They start paying attention when they start feeling neglect

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

I recollect the aspect of your neglect , said i didn't have the intellect

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest