This is a song about "Performance contracts"

Electrifying performance, yeah, these bitches been jolted

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

My performance, no conformance

And the v12, that's on various trips

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/

That's the work of the reaper, doing contracts for the preacher,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Contracts made from flesh written in blood i'm speechless,

Elegant performance, bubble lex full insurance

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

Can't stand these hacks gettin' cash and contracts for their wack raps

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns