This is a song about "Flick the wrist"

The world at risk, all on his wrist, the mic is gripped/

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Money is most of y'all interest

What held me back from slashing my wrist,

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Shit, lyrical fire i spit with the quick wrist shift slick shit i will commit

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

Slick with the tricks shit, shift the wrist swift

Like a flick i'm sittin' in knowin' that i die at the end

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

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

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Swinging at open wounds at the wrist