This is a song about "Stress relief"

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

The stress i relieve is the stress i retrieve

Leaving embers of relief and remembrance

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

But thank god that i'm blessed, that's none of my stress

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Over all i rapped as a relief, cause

Dc has never seen such progress

Stress, it's not to impress,

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Express stress expect less

Baby i’mma mess, mess

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

It's a long quest and i gotta lot of stress