This is a song about "Express"

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

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

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

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

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Express my vision, to anyone who listen

I have emotions that i want to express,

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

For me to express what i'm feeling in the way that i wanna express it

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

To express my feelings outward using liquid solidity

I can’t even express myself, incredible hulk’s rage/

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

A coward dies a thousand deaths

To express this verbal nonsense