This is a song about "License plates"

Got a license, no car

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

(pause)........or ill put sum numbers on yo ass like a license plate,

Ive got no license to kill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

I don't do dishes but i throw away your mothafuckin plates//

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Eating competition like a carnivore three plates deep coming back for more

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Watch the great life take the wayside and just the sickness remains

Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates

To new levels of ignorance, makes us hard as metal plates,

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working

The fucking tectonic plates or even a gold ring,