This is a song about "Riding fast"

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Ain't riding, dicks so stop, siding, don't swap

Just searching for the perfect shot

I never need a back up, im always riding solo

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

If they startcuz it's all about survival

I'm back riding a motorcycle

Rats get mouse trapped

While im passing out fast,

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

The dips, consulted by the son of malachi york, doggy