This is a song about "Flex sluts bodybuilding"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

When your brain starts to stretch and flex,

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

But no sluts ever passed me by

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Malcolm sex has got sluts in the fetal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

You should see my chest wen i fukn flex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Flex man. rocking on that x man put flames on head never pay

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Sluts everywhere looking to suck some cock

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop