This is a song about "A trucker"

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

I pipe in and one night her

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Its gonna be a a test

Spit a poem or a diss

Aight santana man...let's do this

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

A store that dosen't get a

She all that i can handle

Your a show without a channel

When they twist and talk with they fingers

A bunch a singers and sinners

Like a bird without a cage

When i pull up in that candy range

Lady at the frank stand will

Your a horse without a saddle