This is a song about "Big tires"

The street slang i be speakin in code

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Shoot your tires out and watch your car roll over.

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

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

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

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

My skill so raw you see threads on your tires

It'll be a classic bro, u'll die in the clash but no impact will be had on ur plastic soul

So ya better get lower than flo-rida inside of a lowrider with no tires in the hole

(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big

I'mma make it rain trick

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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