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

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

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

And learn to ride a bike

Always strap so i was alright

Now i'm the last one,i got a price on my head

While everybody got ammunition on deck

I don't think it will work out, school just ain't my thing for the price

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I can ride my bike with no handlebars,

Y’all only in it for the cars

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

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

And tell me why would we just think about

Summertime, no doubt, i had to pull the bike out