This is a song about "Stealing bases"

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

All this started by stealing her purse

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

Stealing vision like braille, your improvision is stale,

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

I'm in here counting green, y'all out there stealing

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Confessing my stealing convenience

Confessing my stealing #convenience

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space