This is a song about "Butter fingers"

This a different motor man better go to work

Drops the holy symbol, replaced with fingers encumbered

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

One way or another it's to the gutter unless you stay stacking the butter

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Raising my fingers to critics

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

If you're discouraged stick those fingers up

They tryin to say that i don't care

Got our middle fingers in the air,

I count 5 fingers between you and me

Bitch, i might make you my baby

An when there was the blame she started pointing fingers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

Coding, eroding, the system, fingers pressed in