This is a song about "To slow my flow"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

With grenades your flow is old school my flow is up to date, like a slut.

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

- picking by pages, about to show my flow/

I'm here to mold you from raw dough through my flow

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

These story's are cold, stopped blood flow, evils you know , don't slow

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Flow to flow sound to sound, my flow is hydro

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

I like how you think you have flow but your moving too slow

They all need attention, they call me a g though

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

I never wish death, but i want my doubters to die slow