This is a song about "Flexible"

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

And it looks you're one of those flexible kind

Man, your band is never flexible, like cars in traffic,

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

My bones are all flexible

Yeah come holla at your uncle

You have to be flexible

I put you on that pedestal

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

I am so flexible like king kong my raps aint fake nor mock,

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

They play musical chairs once i'm on that pedestal