This is a song about "Remote controls"

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

If life's just a game wheres the remote control,

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Insomnia controls me, holds me real tight,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

And nwo controls the system, see? they're masked vandals,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

I got my heart and soul in remote control

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas