This is a song about "Flows"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Slurr puns for fun, and suffocating silly flows

Fuck your ratchet hoes, i kill the mic with spasmatic flows,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Rappad gave me power to make dope ass flows,

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Other rhymers, you, big timers and who knows but it still flows...

Mmg man, we smoked out

All the pain flows throughout

Unlimited - break free, the river flows infinite/

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

In the game killing you with the sickest flows