This is a song about "Riding thru my city blowing on that gas"

Now im gettin more rings than bill russel in an audi

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

The weed in me is real sticky

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

My nigga i'm blowing o's, she blowing coke, candy for the nose

Been riding with my homies since day one

Got hu women frostburg women

Oh no we got to slow the city down

With the city on my back i carry this town

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

The hitler of my youth, when i get on the mic and gas the truth

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues