This is a song about "Pest control"

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Not electronic but control it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Sorry baby i don’t mean to pest-er

He thinks that he can control

This shit has got my soul

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Of life cause you may comeback as a pest

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Fed the bitch pesticides and let the pest decide

Just a new system of control.

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Sicker than a tick pest