This is a song about "License plates"

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

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

Off his edge chipped plates, he catered with his invisible "mate"

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Got a license, no car

I don’t care where ya are

Upsrising idolizing i through it out the window before i had a license

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

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

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Driving yall insane, and iike i never got a license.