This is a song about "I wanna ride your faace"

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Bitch i just wanna remember your smell

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

Do you wanna ride or die

And in fact i can’t deny

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I flow flawlessly, without trying make your girl wanna talk to me

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I don't wanna catch your ass doing flips at the assembly,

I wanna be famous, the man your children ask what his name,

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain