This is a song about "Crashing my bike"

Everywhere on my bike

These hoes ain't acting right

Running crashing your hearse

Throw it in reverse

Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

When a 4 by 4 comes crashing into your skull and furthermore

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

I ain't dissin' you dog, i'm dismissin' you

I went from honor roll to on a roll down hill, the crashing gave me some back pain

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Summertime, no doubt, i had to pull the bike out

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route