This is a song about "Hustler whips rims"

From hustler rappers bragging about selling the whitest coke,

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

I only got four minutes

I crash whips when my track skips

And now i walk around without a care

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

Whips they cant afford to carry

This ain't no taxi, taxi

And grip whips to switch hits to each ribs

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix