This is a song about "Shook ones"

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

She never even wonders and cowers, or gets way shook,

I use verbs that are mind blowing just like eye balling shook ones

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Shook ones? lay 'em down like wet cement,

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Thought this was forever love

Sphinx to all the nosey ones

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

My words stick to your cortex and they can't be shook

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

// [we're the ones who made you]

Here i go again, falling in love

But not one of dem good ones

I ain't tryna brag though

The other ones narrow,