This is a song about "Past perfect tense langue arts"

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Keep moving they staying in past tense

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

The world getting bad i'm feeling tense.

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I got 10 million dollars, written in the wrong tense

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Is growin' tense, see the world through tints and black lenses,

Either ways it's perfect

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Gotta six sense to reminisce past tense

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

While a sit on the fence, hence the reason why i'm tense

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears