This is a song about "My bike"

And learn to ride a bike

Show me that it's alright

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

You better watch out before i take your bike

Or might blast a tight rap, have a bike crash cause i drive fast

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets

My own unknown is my enemy,

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

And i know that you're open

Grab my knife and my gun