This is a song about "Drivin thru"

You can take the train thru my vein,

See dog? rap is my aim

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

Must be something you want me to see

I'm drivin like a dude who's got epilepsy

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Bait baby, wait baby

Shit drivin me crazy,

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

That nigga came thru the do', i pulled the trigger slow

We can't afford the property taxes

Everything lucid thru these glasses