This is a song about "Im racked up"

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Im twisting bitches up like they handlebars

Lady at the frank stand will

Cuz im coming up still,

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Im dressed up like fucking santa

Little more weed, first class seats

Hold up, im hearin screams

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Im shredding you rappers up im sorry your threw.

Up with rappad and next im posta rhyme

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I beat the pussy up like im rocky