This is a song about "Mensen die denkendat ze macht hebben maken er misbruik van"

That he dont even own

I thought van-city was home

We never tattle, let god handle that

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

With a broken front bump - er tryna get a stripper as

Pour out a little liquor

I put you in the er

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

Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

And if they try to stop you, put em in the er

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/