This is a song about "Jensens rachet"

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Kicked to the curb while everyone chuckles.

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Then i turn and cross over the median curb

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Life of and outlaw

We spark, pull up then draw

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Than i take your girl kick her to the curb

Or know what its about

Imma bout to pull out

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Driving in my dodge ram

Just take control if you can