This is a song about "Paul revere"

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

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

Looked at her number and gave her a call she picked up and i said hey its paul,

I put my head on the table an sacrificed it all, just to be kicked down infront of them all,

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Paul walker must of pissed you off,

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

So fast we cause paul walkers god damn car wreck

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Thought the paul walker disses were over

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur