This is a song about "No control"

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

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

It seems i have no control over my past

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

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

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

I can't control it there's no use

Women at my pole

I always stay in control

18 year sentence with no parole

Brought the sword as a mind control

These are a few things i can't control,

De la soul is from the soul

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Didn't control 'em / but was no harm intended