This is a song about "Sloth balling out of control"

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

Yall thinking you control me, are you out of your mind?!

Just a new system of control.

De la soul is from the soul

Out of control, and suck the joy out of them both,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

She lashes at me, out of control,

Maybe in the morning

You need to stick to balling

Things get out of control still don't shut the fuck up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh