This is a song about "Spinning wheel"

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

Who do i beat next, spin the fucking jeopardy wheel.

Grain grippin’ on the wheel

Leave your inhibitions here

Metro zoo in here, with my crew in here

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

The reason why they had to give me a deal

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

I figured out that it don't matter for real

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

But im not religious, im just fucking stuck in a viscous wheel,