This is a song about "Dodge trucks"

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

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

Im in my own division, you cant dodge this collision, my mind and rhymes

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Ha, in your loophole though

Like a brand new dodge nitro

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

What happened to em, innocently used to play with and adore toy trucks

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

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