This is a song about "Twist my fingers"

Humans worship me, caressin my body til their fingers numb

They hate on calipari, but i never seen the problem

And my speeding fingers leaving niggas with a powdered face

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

Losing affection between my fingers, bashing on singers, whos lyrics lingers in my ear,

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

All you did was give my daughter a twist

My rap bars bring up the twist

Money is most of y'all interest

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

I dipped my fingers in the black abyss and now i can't turn back

Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat