This is a song about "Surges"

When i grip the mic i like the way it surges

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

So let 'em chase love

Then a sudden urge surges.

No room for improvement with my gat surges, my head is fuckin spinnin like lap circles

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts