This is a song about "Dustin teeter"

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Think smart padawan and your paper will stack

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Am i dumb or am i smart? from an angle, i'm glad i lost.

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

As i back flip into the blackness,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Describe that's it's not about

This is fine dine take out

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

All over the world leaving the balance irrelevant,