This is a song about "Friction"

We could rub together, and make friction

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

In a collision, i see their ambition

Get dirt on you to cause some fucking mud friction

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet

Of the blacks and the whites all together, with no friction,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Ours in a friction that starve your affliction

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

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

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

My rhymes result in friction,sure you need lube,