This is a song about "Transform and divergent bounderies"

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Gotta get mines in givin time my life will transform like optimus prime,

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Hoping that he's listening

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Every time i grab the mic i always transform into a rampage

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change