This is a song about "Engine of the midfield"

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

For the man of the hour

That damier bag i bought her

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

"no need for google, the kids a search engine"

Cause america the terror of,

But i guess that shit's just tough love

So every action got its consequence, the lack of common sense,

I was charged on suspicion of sabotaging the engine to evade the ex

All we need is convienient love

Raybands...hide the face of,

Then i said i had enough

The things im most scared of

Take some inventory, in this gorge there's a ford engine, door hinge

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch