This is a song about "Situation"

But the limitation has been re-illustrated, a situation,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation

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

Cause i can rock my flag, in any type of situation

So both of our imaginations are creations of the situation

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

You provoked this whole situation to evoke

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

And just looked back at the whole situation

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation.