This is a song about "Flexible"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

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

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

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

I'm on my pedestal

My bones are all flexible

You have to be flexible

Shout out them strippers who hustle

And it looks you're one of those flexible kind

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed