This is a song about "Honda ruckus"

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

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

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Dont mean to be causeing such a ruckus, thought about ending it screaming fuck this

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

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

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

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

To the ruckus in my head voices talking without reason