This is a song about "We control reans"

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

Just another system of control

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Just a new system of control.

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Y'all know justin, his flow on control,

18 year sentence with no parole

Where i could be in control,

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

It's a sad life, that the others control,