This is a song about "Outside this world"

That you're the king of this world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

He committed suicide because of this damn world

Muffled from the outside weather by this literary leather

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

And be another victim in this cold world

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

Came into this world, quickly adjusted

30 mins with this solid will surely rock her world,

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first