This is a song about "Process"

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

By the progress quick eliminate process that's the contents

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Where the process projects the problematic progress

And spilling my knowledge and mental process, enough to

So anything do is everything to you

They at the same spot they making no progress

My lyric projects through a rough process

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

You want to skip the process, go straight to the rocket,

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Dominating house from lot to lot, repeat the process but plot a crop.

You do the same process, eat sleep repeat.

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

But i'm feeling conscious in the process of enlightenment,

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed