This is a song about "Girls and cars"

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

From fine girls and cars to a brand new watch

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

And i get it cheaper, i cop bricks like sneakers

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

I should michael jordan these rappers

Part of me though, is searching for answers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,