This is a song about "500 points"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I go hard every time making points like a cactus,

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Rig the booths to make any and all points moot

500 miles push on the disc brake

What is it gonna take

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

At like the age of five making power points creative slides i never really had to

I put some cash in ya pocket

I get my points across and say shit

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

Ive been in points in my life, where i dont whats right,

But now it's on point, more points then of a cactus.

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

But i got 500 friends mom i really do