This is a song about "Express"

Our music is how express ourselves, y'all criticize it,

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

My weapons and red hands express i'm psychotic,

I express these messages but a lot of ‘em might aspire,

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

Why i am so angry when i express vocal knowledge?

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

Rub the wood and ima show em love

I express myself so shameless

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

My tongue is my lover so i'll fucking express

To express my feelings outward using liquid solidity

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I guess that it's supposed to be, express that in my poetry,