This is a song about "My motorcycle"

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

See my pain through my eyes,

Started off on thin ice

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

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

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

But you don't have a chance

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

This is my original, my validation

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

And everybody's having sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets