This is a song about "Driver s license"

Lady at the frank stand will

Ive got no license to kill

Got a license, no car

You get close but no cigar

Or driver for fucking nascar

And could i be a star

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Driving yall insane, and iike i never got a license.

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

No beastie boys, i don’t need no license to be ill.

My bumpers bent license suspended renewals expensive

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,