This is a song about "Shiny"

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

Sharp as a knife, shiny as a dime

Westside, bitch i run mine

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Who ain't really had big plans but to drive a shiny benz

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,

I dont have a problem puttin somethin shiny in ya mouth/

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Who earn their cash and blow it all up on these shiny cars,

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

As she goes through the levels