This is a song about "Hustler whips rims"

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Fuck chains and whips, crazy shit really don't break us,

Let me rideuntil i get free

Whips they cant afford to carry

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

Upcoming hustler/ double my take from customers/

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Which is the root of all negative

Rims, henny, and reminisce

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

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

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,