This is a song about "Jays badge"

Or when flying down a panel in some hi-top jays

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

I show her the badge on the keys of my car

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Lighting up the jays, that i want in my brain

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

My personality badge is a spark plug