This is a song about "Paster price i like to ride my bike"

That's the window into the sky

On my ride on the bills baby i

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I get all the bitches, coz they like to ride with the riches

Don't try to push me hun.. all i need is pussy...so ride my gun like a bitch on heat/

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

But i question, you react like an addict to the price of drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

And now i hear you put a price on my mother's head?

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

I knock you to another axis you ride cocks like brother clyde

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

Ride with me even when scared- join my 'band' like ring fingers.

My rhymes pre-cise, i'm too much for you, like weed's price.

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice