This is a song about "Flex zone"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Book close by to pass the time while waiting for that flex

Car with no limit what

Zone 1, sosa rolled, stand up

I'm a solder i must fight in that zone

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Such a manic in a zone of panic/

And i'm all alone, don't fuck with me in my zone,

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

C walking in the kill zone

Soon as i get home

Got golden arm go try to flex this

Pocket racked up all big faces

Flex rapping like im hard as shit

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target