This is a song about "Str wheels"

Spinning like wheels under my heels,

I say "stay", she wanna leave

But honestly it's just to keep their wheels turning

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

I'm high,but i still can handle wheels

You gotta breathe and be at ease

With the wheels fallin off i shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

I'm burnin rubber, heat up this track, so call me hot wheels

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Me and my niggas role together like the wheels on a chrysler

, now u laid it down like its meant to roll, two wheels and a bag

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Stop flossing, all you "ballers", fuck your benz, shiny wheels,