This is a song about "Staraight outta milano"

We blow shit outta proportion,

And i’m talkin, passenger action

So blast off i'm outta here

She told me erything is real

Yo outta time way outta line i'm better than fine i'm king

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Make an idiot outta me

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

So get the heck outta here,

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Illness, spillin up outta my arteries

Kick their asses outta this world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Gon be shoved the hell outta my way

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play