This is a song about "Rideing it"

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Check it in, do it anyhow

It's over, she got colder, now

Yes we bout it bout it/

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Man, straight and no fucking

What is it? it is nothing,

They can't deal with me, i got a deal now

Check it in, do it anyhow

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

Ripping it, spitting some venom up in it

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Y'all could never admit it, forget it, spit it, i writ it,