This is a song about "Barbed wire transcontiental railroead beef cattling raising great plains"

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

Tryna wire machines but its a no go.

To travel all the plains, and the plane within plains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

When i rap its like my life is on the wire

Raising nothing but ruckus/

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

My papa saw that sad anger wire

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

To tie the wire to his tire

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Fuck, i'm on with that shady desire like slim connected with a wire,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for