This is a song about "Standard deviation"

I've now, taken control, shifted the standard,

Before a nigga finish put in the work

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

To a high standard of living with these sounds before were out of time

You over there, definition of your standard tool

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

These words are not standard but yet my mind has shifted

Bitches is 40 deep in this muthafucka and twisted

I still have your curtains, they're amber. only them, they're the standard.

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

They'll say he did so that we could live a higher standard

Wack rapper.. your lax standard lacks swagger..

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter