This is a song about "Organisational capability"

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough

If i was given the opportunity for free i'd take it so gladly,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Because the possibility of me losing jodi was in full effect.

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

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Im just a man writin rhymes harder than technology

But seemingly believe it though

Knowledge expanded like i'm plato

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Leaving you with a breathing device, screaming "just let go!"