This is a song about "Sleeves"

Had i not been exposed to these things

They got more tactics tricks up sleeves diversions

Please correct me, stretch marks

Tug these sleeves up my arms

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

But see me im on this rappad like sleeves onna sweater

Ready to fight, i rollup my sleeves

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

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

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

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

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

People don't condone what they've never seen

Rubber sleeves, if you know what i mean?

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips