This is a song about "Excess inventory"

Look out below, there is no inventory control

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, might just move west

You are excess,you are nobody to me,you are stranger

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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

Send me automatic no practice i ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

You live life in excess, admit it, you're in it to win it,

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, i might just travel west

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, might just move west

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Like checkin' inventory you dont know what's in store