This is a song about "Rinog starr"

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Banks fail and get billion-dollar bail-outs, it's sad to call it,

Look it something they can't ever see

Would it alter the course of my history?

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I pull out my 12. gauge i'm the prime bearer

I call it a seal dick because it's as big as a seals,

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

I pray whenever i’m seen in my city i forever resemble braille

I wish my brother was freed, they fill the jails with blacks cause we can't afford the bail,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Dragging heat on our trail we just bail from cops with black whips

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Higher spots, like terrorists y'all are taking me hostage,