This is a song about "Bike stolen"

The person you love just gets stolen and causes commotion

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Or might blast a tight rap, have a bike crash cause i drive fast

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

Your mums a bike cos everybody gets a free ride

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Try to finish mine n' i'll end-ho like a stunt bike nose dive

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

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