This is a song about "I got bikes"

All my bikes are covered in rust,

This is something different

Magic city tipping them

I got got my pad and pen

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

And now it's clear as this promise

And it don’t stop

Its all i fuckin' got

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Immortality like i have got

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Unless - i got it! ...nope, i don't got it.

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

That's why i here whispers

I think i got two livers