This is a song about "Tire slayer"

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

She blow me like a tire

Took the van, went snatch her

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

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

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

From great to great the king slayer, with this introduction you'd wish you're never superior

Diamond bling layers, i'm rhyming with a #king #slayer,

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

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

//me and great the king slayer

Just to let you know, you are