This is a song about "Keys"

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

I grabbed my keys, ran straight to my car

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Pianist playing with #locked #keys, calling me #cocky

Spb dont fuck around with no 8 balls we selling keys

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Straight out my mind, and down through the keys.

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Easygoing minutemen kill thereby hate keys via students

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

You wanna ride? shit man i'll give you the keys man

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I stuck my keys in the frosty ignition