This is a song about "Im too tight for a bar fight over a green light on a mottor bike in the dead of night by a true psych under dry ice"

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

The purple light for a reason your gonna get weaken by the minute.

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Words of wisdom i'm not a thief in the night

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

When he came home, battered from a bar fight.

But we having sex tonight

And learn to ride a bike

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Or might blast a tight rap, have a bike crash cause i drive fast

Not a week goes by without a fight

Them people see my good side

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

I’m steady searching for a stack of the green and gold,