This is a song about "Chrome rims"

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Wolf gang, triple six crew

My ride old but my rims new,

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Colder cause the shimmer of the chrome

I feel i'll leave you niggas in a fuckin' spot when bustin' shots, golden chrome,

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Nose round like the wheels that my rims spin on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

He began with a complicated trick, thats when he realized he need to crawl through chrome

Loaded by my bedside crazyjealous when you hang with the fellas, i wait patiently alone

Fully chrome alone prone to put holes in you unknowingly cold in the solo

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row