This is a song about "Sub concious"

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Sub-division of religion goes overhead to discriminate

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

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

Listening to the calm and then the sub woofer ignites

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

Yet when you listen ya concious starts becomin so fucking curious

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Words corrupted him and made him self concious again,

Mad strict sub par rap skits i'm the ruler by far bars mention flat bids..

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

My tires align with the play, but the times out

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