This is a song about "Fly wheels garage"

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Face i'm just a wheels man, and i'm broke,

Who's that looking so fly?

When pac get high

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

I'm high,but i still can handle wheels

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Step back and watch me fly

Niggas ride together like the wheels on a chrysler

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.