This is a song about "Tar heels"

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Let the smoke drift away whilst your lungs fill with tar,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

She twerkin that money fallin ,around her heels she even rock

Chills start at my heels coming up i feels

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

She is far bizarre

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Spinning like wheels under my heels,

Can barely walk the city streets

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/