This is a song about "Fresh prince of town pump"

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

In need of fresh bed sheets, my limits are reached

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Talk of the town, i got two fools at my neck each second,

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

Inhaler ? i might be in b-town in the back of four

Know i just call it head phone

This shit fresh off the top of my dome

The people that you mug, you know they're fresh out of cash,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Rap king is invited for being a king of china town,

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down