This is a song about "Course tractor"

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Of course i have talent

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Fuck that job been around that block

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Of course i wouldn't know, i'm no murderer,

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Of course a lame gone make you sick

Where would i be without my dogs

Not drugs but the coin of course