This is a song about "Cruising 95"

Choosing superbly, cruising and ruling curiously

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Just cruising on the beach with ya new found father,

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

All the time with this glock of mines

And it starts cruising through blue lines

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Kid, ho, acid head, cruising on that lsd

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

Cruising in the cique rollin' deep with the crew,

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Whipping and cruising abusing the curve,

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Abusing and cruising my rues to myself/