This is a song about "Bluffing"

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

And this will be the song that we sing

Been scratched, poked and dumb, fixed broke and bluffing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

But i can assure you something and i ain't bluffing

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I probably body you on instagram banging and bluffing

But they're just bluffing

In my drawsring, ring, ring

He says all this whack ass shit but we all know hes bluffing,

If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

And i'll enjoy your suffering, you think i'm bluffing,