This is a song about "Flick of the wrist"

And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day goes

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

Let's go psycho every moment, make life a hitchcock flick

Work that wrist im the maestro,

And she gives them a blow

Rep middle east, ninja beastlier than the one flick that chick hudgens in

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

My shit was submarine like, under ship

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

Freddy stabbed me a few more times in the head until i lay dead on the dashboard

I praise the lord, but disagree with my life so i slice my wrist every night with my sword,

Puff puff puff, shutdown uptown

Timing them wrist watch down