This is a song about "Proportion"

Divide times, blew this out of proportion with spines

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Funeral drama, niggas mystery baby mamas

I'm stuck inside a slump runnin' numbers like proportion boxes,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

We blow shit outta proportion,

Catch you up on places i've been

There’s so much distortion and everythings outta proportion

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Thats an emcee, i blow shit outa of proportion,

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Everything was surreal and out of proportion

The importance of makin a fortune is blown outta proportion

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin