This is a song about "Express"

Express stress expect less

Carefree i don’t need the stress

My weapons and red hands express i'm psychotic,

To seize everything you ever wanted

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I express those strong thoughts from my mind, hits ya temple,

To express my love but i still got hope for someday

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Express stress expect less

Spending her time with him i guess

Why i am so angry when i express vocal knowledge?

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Keen to do it, express thoughts so i'm seen in music,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Now dont deny me saying i have no freedom to express