This is a song about "Fountain tire"

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Grab your head an trow it under the tire of a damn bus

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

She's lost for words from the #tire #placement on her neck hide

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Downtown am proudly pissing in the fountain shouting

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

I always come prepared, i keep a tire on my rear end,

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Gaining youth, drink from the chalice at the fountain.

And burned inside a bonfire while a tire on his neck

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Don't tire me out if i run out of lines