This is a song about "Disc"

500 miles push on the disc brake

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Buy my disc off the shelf, once i put one in it,

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

Feeling ripped off, like ya went to college and majored in professional disc golf

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Man i saved the rap game, you eject the disc before it saved.

You have to take a year just to write a line to put on a disc

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I got yals names on my dj's disc thats why i keep scratching