This is a song about "Riding in my ef"

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Riding lord sliding my sword i sawed your styling

We all drop the ef like its on parade

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

I put that nigga in his casket

Riding inna hammer dip

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I’m playing my hand and riding the iron horses and trains,

Written riding my spaceship

You ain't gon find that

Yeah, riding around with that reefer scent

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed