This is a song about "Fountain tire"

She blow me like a tire

I ain't talkative neither

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Than the prices on a canadian-tire freaking flyer/

Achieve fame then burn out like a tire

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I got something you've been waiting for

To tie the wire to his tire

I feel ready. i run it into the ground tire out and put that shit to bed, mumble your

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I'm racing pacing these mountains, chasing that evasive fountain

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

And burned inside a bonfire while a tire on his neck