This is a song about "Tire shot out"

Achieve fame then burn out like a tire

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

To tie the wire to his tire

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Don't tire me out if i run out of lines

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

It was one more time for the shot then i was out no doubt about it

Miami nights, ain't another one

One shot out of my new smith and wesson

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

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

She shot out his windows that cost him 3 figures

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years