This is a song about "Rolls royce"

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

I'm the one in the classroom that just sits back and rolls his eyes.

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Lambo, royce and rovers

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Lone tear rolls down and departs the chin.

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Your crews full of pussys that cant stand there ground, whats gonna happen when spb rolls around,

The streets with my voice, the horse is a rolls royce,

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple