This is a song about "Tire marks"

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks

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

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Than the prices on a canadian-tire freaking flyer/

You ever paid attention in there? me either

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

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

I'll slash your tire just cause i enjoy the hiss sound

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

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I feel ready. i run it into the ground tire out and put that shit to bed, mumble your