Could you tell where my head was at?

Feet first, big steps like Coltrane
Spin blocks on my city like I work for Postmates
My city, calm living in the Ends
I'm focused, don't touch me
Gang on a mission, it's over

See if it ain't broke don't fix it
Q Train, hop the turnstile, can't miss it
Last year people didn't see the vision
Now the record label wanna see the boy band vision

Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
[?] stomp you out and bury it
Hell and back pull up to the Ends in a Sprinter van
Call me Dave with a chip, catch me in a letterman

Fly so high might pass out
Gang so fried like it's Chinese takeout
Sebi do the [?] with the pesto
WHATMORE 10K
Steal your girl, blow her back out