This is a song about "You should see me when i flex"

You should see my chest wen i fukn flex

After lebron, i'm what's next

God help me i should be studying when i'm not,

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

You see there was a time when i

I wonder why, i sit and cry

From where they praise

And you should see my face

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

See when shit goes down i swear you never understand me.

About the bitch life. don't you dare tell me how i should live. or how i should talk

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

When i see you, i'm seeing you, me and you only

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Can you see what i see? can you be like me?