This is a song about "A guy named chrome"

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

There used to be a guy named undertaker

I feel i'll leave you niggas in a fuckin' spot when bustin' shots, golden chrome,

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

By a crackhead named june

Self made coming soon

A white guy tranna act like a black

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back