This is a song about "Sub concious"

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Words corrupted him and made him self concious again,

Sub-zero stage fatality, down, forward, forward, block

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

A sub-par rapper who gets prosts drunk on cheap alcohol

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Cause it's getting sub-zero in this bitch

Phony checks was fluent, listen hear me out

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

Got a condo on my wrist girl, i'm cashing out

Bitches sittin on a sub, now her booty's loud.