This is a song about "A taxi cab"

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Its a challenge breaking a habit

40. take a trip down rap street and fall asleep in the cab,

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Flo flo flow bad dad catch a cab hoe in my habitat

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Like a baby without a diaper

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

They claim it as their own, africa

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Yup you got a lot a

Just a little nigga

With a ba and a masters

So you finally got the nerve