This is a song about "Flexin and finessen"

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

And inhospitable,

Social conditioning and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

When you feel like this

Flexin on these bitches

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Living young and wild and free

All these dealers sayin' that they flexin' the metal,

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

I was born to do the damn thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,