This is a song about "Thought process"

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Concepts keep you listenin, wishin that you could process

Cuz im not giving any thought

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

And spilling my knowledge and mental process, enough to

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

They thought it was a joke they thought you was lying

You do the same process, eat sleep repeat.

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

By the progress quick eliminate process that's the contents

You want to skip the process, go straight to the rocket,

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip