This is a song about "Flexin on purpose"

I just sit in my mind trying to find out what's my purpose

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I always ask myself do i honestly serve a purpose,

Cuz ignorance is bliss

Flexin on these bitches

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Times consecutively, from mexicans flexin sexually

Casue to love without a purpose

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Cupid, hurt 'n preserving his purpose.

Rub the wood and ima show em love

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

With a dumb fuck flexin but he won't leave his booth