This is a song about "Silver mustang"

I like silver better!..

Pain, he's ready for whatever

And served it to the public on a silver platter

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I met silver, told him to hold my beer as i dove in

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

No dark clouds, just silver linings

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

We’re walking past the head on a silver plate

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see