This is a song about "Sensory development"

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Development to try make it intelligent, irrelevant. signs of the subject

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Early in the development "special" list,my flows are pestilent known to leave

Yet it's crazy his rap development was never arrested

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Story telling soon selling its soaring with development