This is a song about "Off roading"

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Weaker shooters than stormtroopers slayed off

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

They think that im slacking off

Speed up, patience, please cause

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Otherwise you'll be coming off

Please hold your applause

I say fuck off and walk off

And i can't help but stare, cause

Ok so ima start this off

And guess what there is no running to the hills cause your dead and i'm the cause

Thoughts kick off, words slip off, so tomorrow will obviously be better, why pissed off?

Checks delayed n' lights turned off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross