This is a song about "Hips"

My life's gotta stuck in my loosen hips,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I had to find some way to keep my fists on my hips without hitting

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Beef with me tails will break hips, trey flips adlibs of horrorcore, but more,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Your waiste so petite then your hips so elite

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

May not be the brightest but ive never ever failed

When you hear the music give your hips a slight bump,you can be replaced,

While scheming on hits

Of whats between those hips

When you spill out hits

And quit walking with ur hips,