This is a song about "Out of context"

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Punched the shit out of your consciousness, your light's out

And get out of my light,

Right side, right side

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go

Mind out of my body

Let me rideuntil i get free

Out of mind out of sight

Dc cabs got my pops alright

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Out of this coviction of feelings

Shit its out of the question

For the outlawz, here we come

Than the muse of a family

They alll ran out of money.