This is a song about "The chandrasekhar limit"

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

We need to talk about this issue, every minute's the limit,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Ascending - the galaxy's the limit never ending

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

So fly on this fire like the sky is the limit

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

She tryna get her groove back like stella, grab the umbrella

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Nastiest over-limit went men