This is a song about "Nails on fleek"

You’re tough as nails girl, i cannot phase

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Stick nine inch nails through his eyelids since he thinks he's shady

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

Man it goes on and on

Pay dues like a hair salon

All black, khaki jumper, actin' a donkey

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote