This is a song about "Licking my skinny part"

I just play my part make moves like chess

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

I stay lonely and cocky

Dam i see my trust with him wait fu that last part

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Ripping and, drifting a#side like a part of my souls been taken for #life

This all part of my plan

Money long from here to japan

There must be some part of my brain missing

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Who knew trigger itchiness was part of my sickness,

I keep those that i could never part with, close to where my heart is,

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches