This is a song about "Pushing"

See if your man enough back to get to pushing,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Because he keeps pushing me towards a damn needle.

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

Ill keep on pushing it like im a corvette

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

We pushing lambos, phantoms, and bentley coupes now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

I gotta question for you man

Pushing in my mama van

I ignore the calls for blasphamy, pushing on my corrupted qi.

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

But i will keep on pushing till my, back bone cracks

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Pushing carts from that nine to five just trying to stay alive

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise