This is a song about "Out of it"

And please never disrespect my set

Son, you think your good, get it out of your head,

Out of mind out of sight

Neither black nor white

And it seems that they clouded 'em out, now it's stealin' the words out of my mouth

Everynight we talked over the phone seconds turned to minutes, minutes into hours,

Got out of the dark, it was refreshing but a tussle

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

Take a bit out of the game or fuck it ill just eat it whole

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

They need a shovel just to make it out the door to get more of it

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police