This is a song about "Pest control"

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

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

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Every time i'm rappen i thought i was a beast in fact i was considered a pest

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Fuck a pest, we ain't in raid drought

You could never find out

I always stay in control

It's apart of her goal

Malia family, we the family

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

He thinks that he can control

Sorry baby i don’t mean to pest-er

One man’s pain is another man’s pleasure