This is a song about "In my escalade"

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

And get on down with this thc vision

"my flows can be employed in my lines

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Got gats packed back in my backpack in my backseat,

Got a nigga seein things

Money in my pockets

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

You heard my name in my last rap but not my story

Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself around shorty

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

In my story, i'm the hero

In my mind cant interpret my conscience,

It's moe, all i need is more chips