This is a song about "Honda ruckus"

Wild styles to mimic, just throw me the key to the honda civic

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

I bring more ruckus than wu tang

We in the big thingseat a dick man

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

Mommy all on me cause i'm touching her belly

Told that i'm an abomination crying uncle ruckus no relation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Step on the busses hear the ruckus, and the smell of cocaine/

I bring the ruckus to these other suckas, no comparing him

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

Comin' with a flow you know is sho' to bring the ruckus,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Smash into your four-by-four door ford in a honda accord,

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford