This is a song about "Course tractor"

Where would i be without my dogs

Not drugs but the coin of course

Of course i don't condone stealing for pleasure

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I don't ever fear nothing, i'm forever here

Using blacks of course was of wide appeal

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

But of course, it was a confusing circumstance/

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Caged, and the wonder is seen

The beat running its course

Black fours red drop head doors

Of course i raped her pussy first

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Of course a lame gone make you sick

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick