This is a song about "Stomach in chest out"

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Came on her stomach, pull out, never fronting

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Just deflects, reflects back then smacks you in the chest,

Left pops with a hurtin heart in the chest/

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Kickin' this up, got the rhymes in a treasure chest,

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

I rip hearts from chest with out ruining the flesh,

That i can't stand or stomach it, i vomit in my seat

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Open and take your heart out of your chest