This is a song about "A beachball and a barbie bike"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And a fridge and some broccoli

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Made a living and a killing off it

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Your mums a bike cos everybody gets a free ride

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-

A legend have to bow, africa

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Narrow minded fuckers and a

Coroners comfort your mama

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

I can ride my bike with no handlebars,

Given a velocity and a direction

So if it comes down, may the best man win