This is a song about "Motor cycles"

They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Like a shit motor, being a dumb fuck

Never hate on no one, your blessing’s getting closer

Be a vidya game coder, or maybe race motor-

They say beauty's in the eye of the beholder

Be a vidya game coder, or maybe race motor-

Going though cycles never achieving your vision

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

London, tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe

See em from the water from my motor boat

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

A comedic motor

Just lay your head on my shoulder