This is a song about "Alex brushing his teech"

His hearts throbbing, he's got his mom in his thoughts

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Steal your love with ease

Wears his jeans below his knees

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

This soldier fought his way to free from his disgrace.

Using his music to steer it, sharing his views and his merits

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day go

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

His conscience can take him to his grave

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Watch it snap on his neck and laugh at his ass