This is a song about "Bmx and detroit"

Living young and wild and free

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

You ain't detroit, im the d

While i'm making history

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Round & round/ town boy/ but my pops is from detroit\

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Every time i'm at detroit, i've been very weary

Your aura is a magnet, my eyes a metal bag, it's attractive

I was born and raised in metro detroit, so it's a fact that if

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,