This is a song about "Slack posts"

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

And when im freezing, every track u best believe, that i never slack

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Sweat all over his back and made out to the world with no slack

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Wanting to hit her so hard and make her arms go slack

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

I don't wanna stack or slack, just wanna stay on the right track

Grosse pointes blank popping in your back before i cut slack

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

And i'm just being honest

Jaw so slack from the squint,