This is a song about "Sunken place"

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Labels are thrown all over the place

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Like you know you're place

And nobody noticed that sunken look on his face

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Splattered his brains all over the place

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

They say that i never cease to amaze

And i got them gold bottles, first place

The most beautiful place

Baby, you got that super bass

Keep on following, i know the perfect place

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith