This is a song about "Get legs"

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Shackles on our legs speak and you get four belts.

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

A tear down his cheek and his legs feel weak

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

He won't run away with his tail between his legs

Here... let me stretch your legs,

I'm on deck i'm up next

Tail between your legs, know what's next adolf

Y’all only in it for the cars

So i quit the bj and tell open those legs now,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Finish line with the tire marks

Minus your head legs arms

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Get so wet for the kid that they legs turn rusty