This is a song about "Dirt bike"

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

By any means necessary get campaign right

But i'm 50 kilometers lighter than a #bike

Girl, i put in that work

With a hand struck from the dirt

My ambition to blow

Dirt dog, no tony romo

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Everywhere on my bike

It's a fools fatewithout your word

If you think i will you , bitch eat dirt

It all started when my mother took my bike away

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Your in a pile of dirt

The concept is so absurd