This is a song about "Cruising 95"

Whipping and cruising abusing the curve,

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Keep that mouth up and you'll be cruising for a bruising

Word to shawn corey, and you know what i am doing

That day in '95 i had you niggas snooping

I'm the sushi king

Whilst i'm bruising, cruising,

Kid, ho, acid head, cruising on that lsd

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Just cruising on the beach with ya new found father,

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

I'm cruising the dime, trying to get back to my pad in time