This is a song about "Crusing down in my 64"

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

My family consequently put me down.

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

I sit down in me chair and rap in my head

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

It's time my partner in crime lay down a rhyme

Down in the dirt never

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Down the ryan, in a scion

Put a rapper in his place and slam my car hood down,on his skull,

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible