This is a song about "Senses"

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Chorus 2: i've finally came to my senses all over again,

We were all stupid and outta our senses

Even if i didn't i would ball like arenas - swish

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

No? well i can, even though my senses are failing me

The act thrills all of my senses

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

6 is only half senses, and i'm waiting on my race to send ships

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

To knock you out of your senses

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Imaginary senses manifest in your motion.

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

I dilly dally when in this- n' still i batter your senses