This is a song about "Flexin and finessing"

Grab the scissors and saws and

I fear no opponent

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Flexin on these bitches

This how i hear it different

Social conditioning and

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas