This is a song about "Never ending flow"

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Flow i have it, and i'l never have to patch it

A never ending love

I feel my work ain't enough

So they think about ending it/

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

My flow disarming never calming disturbing and almighty, causin throbbing

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

My desires are never ending like my rhymes you envy,

Trapped in a never-ending barrage of hopelessness/

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Never over, an ending, that's just lame.

Down in dallas at the all-star game