This is a song about "Subliminal thoughts"

Black fours red drop head doors

Ive been having these thoughts

Money ain't a thing

The thoughts overheating

Talking bout they suicidal thoughts

Alcohol and booty calls

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar/

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Subliminal hints, life's a bitch that dissed you,

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Subliminal hint from hipsters and these liberal critics,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

This is subliminal wordplay, i could win a cypher,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts r a commotion

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him