This is a song about "Temper off da meter"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I am going to have to learn how to keep my temper

Got a heavy temper, steady but let the machete sever my nemesis

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

I've erupt the fucking meter, your heater,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Skinny dipper,yeah she got a temper,

Modu, he's ready for whatever

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

Forget all the temper swings

These chalance give me balance

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Let my temper get me

Trying to catch me riding dirty