This is a song about "Remove"

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

And lets bet i kno where you at and i cant remove you

Remove each individual organ they own

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

If you reply with hostility i will remove it expeditiously

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Remove the gravity from your feet

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Remove the organs from their carcass and sell em on the markets.

Come and test i'll remove what's inside that chest,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt

Yet never let a lot or a few remove what you believe to be beautiful

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//