This is a song about "Parking ticket"

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

My fist is where your head will have a one way ticket to

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

Better pick a better option before these nikes get to stomping

I will beat your ass in a parking lot

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

I just got validation on my ass whooping ticket

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

With a lock - in the back of the parking lot

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

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

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

It disgused my whole arab family/ but he was the ticket over