This is a song about "The chariot"

After the fire, comes the rain

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

The bigger the the fun

They'll have to rename this one

Your the boat without the paddle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

In the face of the outside.

It sends her on a trip so right

The trigger or the chair

We just went there

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned