This is a song about "Flexing on niggas"

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

I'm on sportscenter, you niggas won't get a chunk

Flexing so hard, i'm gonna bust a vain

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

But i won't rest till i'm givin my respect

Imma ball on you niggas like shawn kemp

Before a nigga finish put in the work

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

These niggas sleepin on me, i can hear all them snore

Shittin' on everybody, body niggas with adjectives

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Y'all niggas steady racing on that wristwatch, so tick tock,