This is a song about "Ttyna get a feel"

Don't feel pain in a flame, don't feel shame in the rain

I rather give you my last to see you live again

So i bend over to get the fork, and of course i feel a little prod,

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I don't feel like i belong, i feel like i'm a guest.

That happen to act like a black president

I make you feel a good rush hour tucker in i get my chris on

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Hard as steel, everyone wants to cop a feel,

I got to make sure that i can play here

Have a crib, feel the breeze

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

It feel just like i get lyrics off my phone

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

Bring it back, i ain't saying that i'm nas here

But you a basic bitch and im spttin what i feel