This is a song about "The off"

This whole raps off the cuff

The game of love

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Their spitting off the page ripping off you're face on stage

//said when the lights shine off

And i can't help but stare, cause

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

I saw you in the room jerkin' off

Sorry for keep the off tone

Blackberry and t phone

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Enough of the commotion, imma set things off

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Amma be rolling off the hinges

Im going off the beaten path

Stack in his hand trynna make that last