This is a song about "Pest control"

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

It's a sad life, that the others control,

And they can't see the tragedy

Almost lose control, lost sanity

De la soul is from the soul

I always stay in control

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Dinin on this pest with these tyrannical texts

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Not electronic but control it

Please stop that shit! just gain control!

Purify that woman soul

Like a pest, clean the floor, look its a mess

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

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