This is a song about "Stretch"

And they have a tendency to always stretch the truth,

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Hear the word pain in your minds quality will stretch it

Falls onto me to stretch the joints with immediacy,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Sweet, okay makes sense

Here... let me stretch your legs,

I can stretch around this beat like elastic

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

Pushin permanent twistin i'm on a mission got me on the mashtried to dig, you was screamin when i did