This is a song about "Garage"

But i was more self concerned with the broads in life

Go run to your garage and grab you wife.

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

It's a catastrophy to feel the ground quake from the stage all the way to your house garage fucker

Garage open, this moment is golden

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Looking through the window from my cold floored garage

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

I need a 17 car garage

And i'm still hurtin over pops

And garage for what i'm driving.

Frightening, so fucking frightening