This is a song about "Flick of the wrist"

Hit that ball deep with nothing but a flick... of the wrist.

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

The baddest in town

Timing them wrist watch down

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

You know? real flick" nasty 32 look.

Write it in my leisure, i rather go shopping

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Swinging at open wounds at the wrist

Yeah that motor be the fastest