This is a song about "I got bikes"

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Play hard to get, females get jealous

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

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

Then lost my faith again

I got got my pad and pen

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open

I used to be poor in the bad part down, stealing bikes to run,

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

White with a badge or anyone

U got 1000 enemies i got none

In school i got suspended, but in turn i got some earnings

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Its all i fuckin' got

Fuck that job been around that block