This is a song about "Push bikes"

Submerging from the depth, and i push and nudge

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Push them down my elevators

I used to be poor in the bad part down, stealing bikes to run,

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Try to push back i pull back/

Can't win with a passive attack

Push on top, as if i never dropped and

Fuck you if you feelin' different

You go and push your luck

Without your love it's cold as fuck

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

All my bikes are covered in rust,

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,