This is a song about "Midwest choppers"

I'm midwest nigga basically, i fight with the mightiest

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Cause when i need the choppers, that bullet gonna be

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

When we bring out them choppers, you gonna have heart attack.

When we bring out them choppers, you gonna have heart attack.

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Until the coppers drop in from choppers