This is a song about "Product design"

By design im the best stop tryin n just get

And please never disrespect my set

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

It’s about time i got mine, because the lines i comprise and design/

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Can't afford a room or a roof or a product

And i got a lot from pushing a lot of product

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Work equations like einstein, my design is outrageous,

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

My bars are off the chain, they're a product of

Design an album that isn't about girls from maxim

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Out makin' product move, cock and shoot, the most,