This is a song about "Canadian tire"

And burned inside a bonfire while a tire on his neck

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

It's a nail and a tire: cross him and you're flat, that's exact

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

To catch you in the radius, this miscellaneous canadian compatriot

Lift em' till they tire dont fear about life but always stand and bear the pain

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

She's lost for words from the #tire #placement on her neck hide

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

I always come prepared, i keep a tire on my rear end,