This is a song about "Bikes"

Now i'm sharpening spikes, to toss it at dykes and broads with their bikes

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Foamposites, the lebrons, i’m fuckin’ wit’ the spikes

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

I used to be poor in the bad part down, stealing bikes to run,

All my bikes are covered in rust,

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter