This is a song about "Dodge"

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

These tied ends break fast, i dodge bullshit like hurdles

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

Yellow light runnin', in a fuckin' white dodge

Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

I dodge em like clippers to a hairline that's receding

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

Then we got out a dodge, like them dukes of hazzard

In the club like fuck it, though

Like a brand new dodge nitro