This is a song about "Dexterity"

Playing back my lesser feats

Can barely walk the city streets

I feel the thrive but sweep with charisma

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

My sleight of hand is flying so bright with all spice i'd call it lite

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

But i believe i possess the right mixture of charisma

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

The highest tightest and whitest mr. vanilla, no enigma, full of charisma

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Coppers sleight and selling the right to resist their force is just witless

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Your acumen prestigious as business class on amtrak

Diagnosed with extreme feats

Trap our young black seeds