This is a song about "Through the flesh"

Chest heaving, against the flesh of the evening

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Your words cut through me, like a knife through flesh and bone.

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I'm a 1,000 lbs kettle bell compressed- bomb in the flesh

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Throw their wedding rings in the lump of flesh, and tell him he has-

Fuck them niggas though, i'm a rebel in the living flesh

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

Actual live in the flesh, live on the set,

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead