This is a song about "Big tires"

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Big tits and a big ass

Your life is a product of trash

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

He's a nightrider, flame of hellfire on both of his tires

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse