This is a song about "Vertical angles"

Like they're angles from heaven.

Top ranked, number one my son

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Didn't listen now your vision is vertical

I'll come from multiple angles like a cross road intersection

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

You can't twist this im in line so vertical, down some, up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Or hell's... whatever... either way ima put a stake to an angles face,

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Straight up…. vertical. but i bet it hurts to know