This is a song about "Raad van kinderen"

Pushing in my mama van

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

I'm a race car you're a van with flat tires

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/

I'm planting c4 in the back of a delivery van

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

My coupe is bullet proof and i gotta luggage van,

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam