This is a song about "Tire blew"

You stink like a lit tire

The only time i flirt with her

Than the prices on a canadian-tire freaking flyer/

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

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

Why you call me back? don't lie

I know i'm blew for whats nearby

And you blew it up honey

Dc, man over money

Cause rap,.........you just blew it

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

Grab your head an trow it under the tire of a damn bus

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service