This is a song about "Alex the mechanic"

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Almost lost my life to the industry

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

How to fix this, need a mechanic/ if only recovery was automatic/

My time with their half-witted reviews

Saw the bombs on the news

Rap like a robot? bitch they call me mechanic/

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

Here's the answer and the antidote:

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

I bring the heat like the

You're fucking with me, nigga