This is a song about "Flexin an finnesin"

Got me rushed to the station

Call an investigation!

Flexin on these bitches

I hope we both do learn from this

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

An immortal technique

We can't catch the beat

I'll bust then i'll run an,

Wolf gang, wolf gang

Or babies they raisin

Its an imagination

Showin of your ass an

Weed i can't pronounce man