This is a song about "Fat fingers"

Raising my fingers to critics

She likes the way it hits her lips

He's fingers are tapping to

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Drops the holy symbol, replaced with fingers encumbered

Where you belong with your family

I count 5 fingers between you and me

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me

She a honest girl so i'mma slam her out

Crossin' his fingers, now that shit lingers, and no doubt,

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

Ride with me even when scared- join my 'band' like ring fingers.