This is a song about "Best check ya lens"

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Selling weed by the trees if your friends with the enemy than ya best be leaving

With ya girl givein me the best lap dance on my right knee

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

So try not to think too hard about it, just do ya best.

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Im the big picture,take it,frame it and the lens is mine

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Imma best sell this shit at some thugs, and check out my tongue//

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Fuck that just gimme my check,

If your man want to bet

And if you mad doggin me it's best to check that shit quick.

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick