This is a song about "Rubber dduck"

Gimme a hundred grand, don't need the rubber bands,

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

I put that battery in backs ho small wonder

I might just bust and these bullets aint rubber

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Smoking lye, you know i'm high, i'm floating like a rubber duck

I'm burnin rubber, heat up this track, so call me hot wheels

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

But at least we're smart enough to wear a rubber "glove".

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Made of rubber cement, so anything you present has no effect,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Burn rubber, trail of fire prior to gas and a lighter,

"oh shit, honey, the rubber broke, here's another kid",

You know me and my whole squad we so committed