This is a song about "My new ride"

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Kicks new, my denim, raw

The science and the art, africa

All my niggas ride or die

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Your girl knows how to ride, tell her to join my ranch.

Put my trust in my god

My brother need a new job

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

It's a new year, yeah i'm on my new me,

And i did the video for really though

Ride my tides i don't mind my lies that died slow