This is a song about "Rubber ducks"

Innovative and i'm made of rubber

Couple years later they had my brother

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

Old rubber burners feed kids, have to run the numbers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

The bitch feel. if i'm fast i'm burning the rubber

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Only time don 'burns rubber' is when...

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

And i ain't even have the decency to nut in a rubber

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

You know i don't wear a rubber

But, all you biitches look like ducks

Stack up your funds like a million bucks