This is a song about "Getting my drivers permit"

Everyday i'm getting paranoid of my own thoughts,

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

It would be a crime to commit this murder without a permit

Off of smashing the jack,i had yager we got back to bills,cops looking for us

So i go down to the dmv fro my permit and split forever altogether i guess

Whether teddy or pat

My niggas getting mad

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

When my world is just getting colder...my mind has gone

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Or getting a little rep to my name