This is a song about "Remix to ignition"

I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

To reality and to the facts

They placed the name but can't recall description

Pen to paper, that is my ignition

Turn the ignition on the opposition, call it demolition.

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Which sparks my ignition to start without your permission

I stuck my keys in the frosty ignition

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

She tried to spark the ignition, but was charred as a victim of a blazy wreck

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Im an upgraded version when i let loose the ignition