This is a song about "Paki cox"

I"m the designated driver

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

That is like a cow versus a scarab from egypt

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

I wanted the money and never the fame

Beef i pass em a cow /hijack an airplane

Where would i be without my dogs

You just another tool in the tool box

You get close but no cigar

Or driver for fucking nascar

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle

Go ahead and try to tattle, i'll brand your momma like cattle.

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Ill do more work then lesters cattle, come back you wanna battle, lets didi