This is a song about "Pistons"

Fuck with sluts bad, ballin like i'm on the pistons

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

So here i am at the store for some chips

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons

Friction never in the pistons

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

All bristle and mane with pistons engaged, and pistols with eight different

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk