This is a song about "Flex on me"

Wanna see you work your body

She smells the skunk on me

But yo cheated on me

Bitch, they call it motor city

But imma keep on doing me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

A coward dies a thousand deaths

When your brain starts to stretch and flex,

Oops, i'm so sorry

I did it... its on me...

Bullies keep pickin on me

On they twitter writing novels, see

Roll up niggas be like sex

You should see my chest wen i fukn flex

Trying to catch me riding dirty

That enclosing grip on me