This is a song about "Riding on daytons"

Verse writing, hearse riding,

I do the right thing

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Even if i die i'll roll up riding a golden hearse

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Riding in their bugatti's man/

Riding inna hammer dip

How bout we blow this bit

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Riding down the highway (zoom zoom)

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,