This is a song about "Sublimation"

Women at my pole

Cameras take, credits roll

Timmy got his bike stole

I was on the pay roll

And it was imprinting and unflinching when i began it/

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

I'm modest, and humble

On a roll, im unstoppable

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

Imprinting all my thinking on your linens while you're sleeping

Now im out of control in my mercedes i roll

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

As i light one for ill will

Honor roll, fails, impossible,