This is a song about "Steering wheel"

A truck, this is a spin wheel you

Raised by a momma who, who

I ain't ever ask for nothing to make it right here

I keep it rolling with my homies like a (freaking) wheel

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

I'mma fuck up this game and then i'll just spin it like a wheel,

Is heaven just another door? i leave this here

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

You bout as straight as a wheel some fool named ferris.

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

That's the way i conceal, crash the game like i've lost the wheel,

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

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

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here