This is a song about "Pistons"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons

Friction never in the pistons

So here i am at the store for some chips

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

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

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

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