This is a song about "Estonia blyad members are faggets"

I live my life in tha fast lane

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

I'm in my other car

Blessed to be who they are

Others are cocksuckers, and the rest are blind/

A million nasty things went through my mind

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

How are we so diluted, to think that our lives are

Your music in the car

Blessed to be who they are

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

Members only i'm cocky

Walk that body, talk that body