This is a song about "Tlv wrapping of data structures"

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Return of the king of flow

Top of my pile of bodies

I give bitches dick and leave

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Strapping myself to be launched out, if this song is a gift, your the bronze wrapping/

Out of this coviction of feelings

Had i not been exposed to these things

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

Nonstop rapping, yo girl tapping me, wrapping me up like a package packing sheet