This is a song about "Detroit homeless hippie cash swag yolo pimping bicycle gold rims"

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

But this ain't physics or rocket science

From golden rings to them 17 inch rims

Check the stats, my team winning

Is like you're pimping,

With a bicycle handle . handle that

So gold albums or not, i did affect rap

I'm the sushi king

Is like you're pimping,

Girls screamin' yolo, while takin' their photos

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Hungrey as the homeless

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Homeless no where to sleep

If he does my soul to keep