This is a song about "Rim"

I think i caught it for the rim, i be my fuckin ways

And hot dayscocking my heat shooting it sideways

Money above the rim, but i don't fuck with timbs

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Basketball without rim shillings

You shook my world and it felt apart

Too much rim make the ride too hard

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Like they're giving me a rim job