This is a song about "Plot twist"

You would become a hater, isn't that a twist?

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Competition's non-existant, plot just thickens mystical,

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

With the bars that i've got, fuck a mental plot,

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

You quit your job, you look lost i think your losing the plot

Then i'll twist round you guys, trapping/

That don't mean you gotta stop dancing

I can tell you want to go girl

Make my world twist and swirl.

She wants to tell her story, but there is a sick twist

All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist

And id plead the fifth. . . but the stories are twist