This is a song about "Lamborghini s"

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

It´s the battle of life

Inferior, but i'm nice

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

And that maybach, let me take em way back

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

S queezys very bold

Is a space that now you hold

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease