This is a song about "Pressure"

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

I work well under pressure, catch me on the measure

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Rap life causing stress and adding to the pressure

Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

Im better than best/ ill rip apart your chest from your neck with lessor of pressure

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

I lost my mind and went paranoid with pressure

And the pressure on us teens becomes immense

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Under pressure no sweat, my pores are shut

But to snooze would alleviate all pressure,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her