This is a song about "Ambulance"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Go in the room and shut the bedroom door and wake up in an ambulance

Someone call an ambulance, everyone's on fire!/

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

He died in the ambulance and nothing could be done,

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

Have your girlfriend calling an ambulance to come scoop yo ass up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Boy spit to ill/ spead dial an ambulance

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Someone call the ambulance! this bitch is getting slurred

Better call an ambulance to stand a chance

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams