This is a song about "Bald tires"

Then come back later and slash the tires on your wheelchair.

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

Myers, liars, try us, bar fires, slash ya car tires,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

If theres no i.d. adios got no interest in minors

Hit a rhyme dip off n' just dash. slash tires bash liars,

I'm a race car you're a van with flat tires

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

You can hear those car tires on the road unless you tell me what's up