This is a song about "A very attractive bicycle"

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

'cuz i remember poppin' off them chains from bicycle racks,

Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender

But i have a very bad temper don't u remember

I crush metaphors, i'm a literalize very, i'm figurative, i'm metaphysical like

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

A casket is made, never was very bright,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Rip to my dad and my cuz,im just a very polite thug,

You don't see a kid with such skill very often

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

It's burns like hell if you ain't get it paint a vision very vivid

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

With a bicycle handle . handle that

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad