This is a song about "Terrys garage"

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I need a 17 car garage

Hold on..i'll catch y'all up in the next life

Go run to your garage and grab you wife.

Looking through the window from my cold floored garage

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

It's a catastrophy to feel the ground quake from the stage all the way to your house garage fucker

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

Like a small garage in your backyard

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

My talent should take me places i've never been

Garage open, this moment is golden

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops