This is a song about "Parallel parking"

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

Warfare and religion seem to run parallel,

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

Getting through to the parallel universe where i see my clone

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

You can't touch these lines i'm spitting them parallel.

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

You can't touch these lines i'm spitting them parallel.

Better pick a better option before these nikes get to stomping

Discarding what i'm regarding, dreams parking, hells bombarding

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Discarding what i'm regarding, dreams parking, hells bombarding

They're attracted like parallel magnets after your graduate talents

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Ya selling dimes , every bang i make is like a parking fine