This is a song about "Position submission admission delusion illusion"

I vote for my own submission,

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Fake mc's the opposition, i'm on top position

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Submission flow got em guillotined choked

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

And they all mint condition

Now you mention, my position,

But we all know its an illusion

Bet i get like 8 of them

Had to wear the 13's with them

Cripple with delusion

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And twistin wisdom to grip submission

Position, fuck your permission

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction