This is a song about "Jaked up trucks"

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

The cool say i'm thug

Shit sun never came up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up

Money i make em buck

When i roll another doob up

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath