This is a song about "Lumbar herniated disc"

500 miles push on the disc brake

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Buy my disc off the shelf, once i put one in it,

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

You have to take a year just to write a line to put on a disc

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Feeling ripped off, like ya went to college and majored in professional disc golf

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Man i saved the rap game, you eject the disc before it saved.

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Like a lumbar puncture straight to the throat.

I got yals names on my dj's disc thats why i keep scratching

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing