This is a song about "The limit"

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

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

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Rack, rack city shit

You pushed me to the limit.

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Using multiple syllables a minute it looks like i'm spitting to the limit

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Spit to the premium hear it, and every minute's the limit,

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

The sky is not my limit, the sky's my point of view.

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

Ive reached my limit of psychosis,