This is a song about "Sleeves"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

But i got more tricks up my sleeves then fucking ben ten

If its not couture, i will not go to her

But see me im on this rappad like sleeves onna sweater

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Ready to fight, i rollup my sleeves

You better be ready when my sleeves are down are were swinging fists

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Even with stories that teach men not to freak with these senoritas with sleeves of sequins

Tug these sleeves up my arms

You haters put up your guards

Rubber sleeves, if you know what i mean?

The bitches is everything in between

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

They got more tactics tricks up sleeves diversions