This is a song about "Twist and shout"

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Let me twist your mind,and fuck it in all directions

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Shout out to mbeatz and pratosh for givin' me

Similar to drinking stout, i just wanna scream and shout

My eyes only see deez, that's why i'm young and burnt out

And id plead the fifth. . . but the stories are twist

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Then when your on that stage and you here the crowd all shout

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

And if they diss me, then i'll twist 'em up like soft pretzels,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I won't mourn when i assassinate and twist barb #wire around your sister/

Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop