This is a song about "Showing off"

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

You gotta keep showing that your revoking this dosing, croaking rapper

We love for a while then a light goes

Polls showing loaded segments sold like show hosts

Bit by bit showing my colors

Actions speak louder than words

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Showing you all how to get through the mental mazes

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I will fight swinging while your shit singing and showing off your bling and shit i

I'm showing you, it's flowing through my veins, it's miracles still,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Keep wifey in la perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost

Showing you're a slave to want, every time i see you flaunt