This is a song about "Flustered"

Getting butt hurt by my rhymes, face red looking flustered.

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Tummies are flustered with ulcers and sores

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

At the funeral smiles covered, their eyes flustered as the hearses cruised

Then you showed your true colors and we grew flustered

This a different motor man better go to work

Tummies are flustered with ulcers and sores

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course