This is a song about "Flexing and bengies"

Fuck them, fly together

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

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

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Social conditioning and

I fear no opponent

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and