This is a song about "Paul and george"

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

She said hey paul im ready, when will you come get me, i said im on my way be there in a few,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

They saying you're george rush, it's unanimous

Grab the scissors and saws and

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Paul walker must of pissed you off,

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Your lies are fake as george bush/

Epic, they used to feed me detours