This is a song about "Flexin on yall niggas"

These joints here not found at the mall

Atomic bombs i drop on y'all,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Times consecutively, from mexicans flexin sexually

And yall niggas right the flow

Maybe we just need to slow

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Yall hate on me and lie so i look bad, yalls shit is spurious

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Yall just kept me on that good energy.

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

Take my picture and put it on yall wall in a frame,