This is a song about "Mista tung twista"

Tree branch of twists and bends,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

I'm not too good at this, ill just smoke some tree

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I've been lost and i did cave, i still cough but i still wave

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

So go back to your cave and ride back to your trailer park,

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

This great pain, feels like im captured-attached to a chain

I punch a hole in the wall

Didn't do a thing at all

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

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