This is a song about "Dayton rims"

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Soon they see you on some rims they wanna kick it in gear

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Me rolling// in lamborghini rims previously stolen//and watch you gasp at my

I'm after you bringing traffic through

My ride old but my rims new,

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

These chalance give me balance

From golden rings to them 17 inch rims

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

Rims, henny, and reminisce