This is a song about "Friction"

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son

So here i am at the store for some chips

Friction never in the pistons

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Get dirt on you to cause some fucking mud friction

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

My friction revisits its.. mentalist synthesis when real folks witness this//

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

We could rub together, and make friction

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet