This is a song about "Flavor"

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

Layer of fear flavor of terrors clear mantling i

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

When you at flavor flavs, i punch the clock for my time spent,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I love the hate but i aint got no time to savor the flavor

The ghetto savior, smooth, the real playa with flavor

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

That shit got no flavor claiming you the lyrical saviour please

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Taste it she's my favorite flavor

Or something that you paid for

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Now let me give you a little taste of my flavor

The game lost its flavor so chew some fresh bars

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars