This is a song about "Prom wire"

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

My papa saw that sad anger wire

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

To tie the wire to his tire

When i rap its like my life is on the wire

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire/

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

You gon' tip her

Quick as a zip wire

On this prom of the year 2000 added lonely thirteen

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Tryna wire machines but its a no go.