This is a song about "Big wheels"

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

, now u laid it down like its meant to roll, two wheels and a bag

This a lil change trick

Yeah my ego aint that big,

I'mma let you hang chick

So damn crisp and so damn big

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

I never crack i got that chap stick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

I'm burnin rubber, heat up this track, so call me hot wheels

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Stop flossing, all you "ballers", fuck your benz, shiny wheels,

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave