This is a song about "Tire"

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

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

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

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

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

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

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

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

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

I always come prepared, i keep a tire on my rear end,

I don’t care where ya are

You stink like a lit tire