This is a song about "Bike stolen"

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Everywhere on my bike

These shows be packing tight

I prefer your applause without a handout

Summertime, no doubt, i had to pull the bike out

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I can ride my bike with no handlebars,

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Left with your bitch, you can call her stolen