This is a song about "Visual effects"

Get right back on it feeling the effects

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

I'm despicable, invisible to your visible visual,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Psychosomatic effects habour symptomatic regrets

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds

Reminding you again in visual imagery

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I ain't a man of the visual

Lady at the frank stand will

Mine is visual, not invisible like yours ,just visible,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Refillable to each conditional visual.