This is a song about "The difference between relative frequency and conditional relative frequency"

This is the part where we run hip hop

I'm the fine line between that lukewarm and hot,

I chose the road less travelled by, and it's made all the difference

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

‘cuz you know you touched ‘em and you made a difference,

I wish i would start to fly, but i'm just forced to sigh as my life continues,

The difference is when you go out and actually say that jesus is the truth,

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

A mother to you and myself i can't tell the difference

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Theres a line between me & them and im closing the gate

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Of the future stars and distinguish the difference between the

Flyer than the rest of them

85. relative of satan,