This is a song about "Twist my fingers"

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

All you did was give my daughter a twist

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Twist another fat sack bout to scorch my lungs black (whys that)

Make my world twist and swirl.

This the breakdown song, girl

I can tear your heart out when your chest and my five fingers clash

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Raising my fingers to critics

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Then i'll maneuver 'n' twist / with my peculiar wit

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

But the twist in all of this, is, all of my children's,