This is a song about "Downhill mountain bikes"

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Rhymes leave a sweet taste in your mouth like mountain dew

I used to be poor in the bad part down, stealing bikes to run,

See i ain't the coach, but i make a girl run till she open

Nothing but downhill, now life's a little cheap

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Cause when i make this stew

No, scratch that, mountain dew,

Im sippin henny while u sippin on that mountain dew

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

When it's all said and done

.......man whats a hill to a mountain,

Didn't you now, i'm climbing a mountain of track

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack