This is a song about "My bike"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

I don't give a fuck, like a senior citizen

Everywhere on my bike

That's how we make it right

What up girl, tell me how you been

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

I bet i hit it where every rapper get killed, like

Its icy kash on the mike, and i just bought a new bike

So keep fronting till my peeps come

My words are my rhythm