This is a song about "Power goals life"

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Common goals to testify, a lesson to lessen others eyes

When a rapper tells me about their goals, i know it's fictional,

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

It's impossible to accomplish goals if you don't set a goal!

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Don't let your goals lead you where your hell is,

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

Now you have your goals, and a deadline

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

And that i spent the night with her

Just remember that you lack the power

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,