This is a song about "Flavour of the month"

I'd rather be in chains as i taste the flavour of the tub,

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Know just what your worth

Shaved of the face of the earth

Lately been writing poems

On the 5th of the first month,

I work hard for everything i get

Must be time of month hormones all over the shit

Its been a month since he lost his guts to rap

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Return of the king of flow

This prada make me shallow