This is a song about "Nails on fleek"

Came from a pail of garbage, hard as nails, trailer parks,

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

I can hammer it in with nails and set your skull ablaze

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

You cant grab on whats on the news

Feel your chest on top on

That's word to my mom

My sim card's the bomb

Feel your chest on top on

Evidence shades man they go for six forty

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

Ain't no way you breakin' me kid, i'm harder than nails

Helicopters on the set of my sales