This is a song about "Keys to the zebra"

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

Just in the bed and the bitch had my keys and i want it if the kid is my baby.

But michigan's got the keys to the trinity of rap

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Inside the tent on the beach after swimming out chord, keys

I grabbed the keys and drove to a detour/kissing and rubbing each other

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin' tornthey made me an animal, can't sleep

You come to rappad to pound keys into submission, typing to release another hopeless defeat,

I've been sitting here tapping on my keys, staring at the clock.

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I stuck my keys in the frosty ignition

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given