This is a song about "Renaissance"

Not in the game just for success/

Baby i’mma mess, mess

All we need is convienient love

Create sparks of greatness,

Where greatness isn't celebrated, remains without observations,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

I'm magic, better than dynamo.

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Cause when my rap game commences you'll find my biggest success

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Ive started a craze due to my pigment

I'm just resuming your greatness,

Pocket racked up all big faces

We don't ever make love

Come hang with the greatness.