This is a song about "Tire"

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Lift em' till they tire dont fear about life but always stand and bear the pain

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

She's lost for words from the #tire #placement on her neck hide

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm the kerosene to the fire a fucking pin to the tire

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

And burned inside a bonfire while a tire on his neck

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

It's a nail and a tire: cross him and you're flat, that's exact

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

My eyes only see deez, that's why i'm young and burnt out

Mask on.....im....bout to jack yall like a tire change..best around,

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Than the prices on a canadian-tire freaking flyer/