This is a song about "I had to flex on them q"

When your brain starts to stretch and flex,

I'm on deck i'm up next

Had i not been exposed to these things i'd be on a

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I had to make a way, i had to act commission

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

You're prone to getting broken with your bones if you gon flex them

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Oh, did i knock them on the streets, line them up neat

I had to think for a while on who and what it would envelop.

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude