This is a song about "Pickup truck"

And im rockin plain tees homie fuck that truck fit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

That i was broke as fuck, driving 'roun in my truck.

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Backing up, like the fool you are jumping in front of a moving truck

Last wednesday, accidentally dented the back of my truck.

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Like a truck i roll on top of them

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

I don't really give a fuck

Im loaded up like a moving truck

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

This fucking guy that i knew/ tow truck didn't approve/