This is a song about "Sheila stretch"

Here... let me stretch your legs,

Sweet, okay makes sense

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

And they have a tendency to always stretch the truth,

And everybody's having sex

When your brain starts to stretch and flex,

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Around me to stretch my legs and walk outside