This is a song about "Riding a motorbike fast"

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Rapping fast like a florida tornado

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Verse writing, hearse riding,

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Thats the truth riding shotty is a girl in a bikini,