This is a song about "Top gear"

Fast lane on that last gear,

When drunk i only drink beer

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Ok, bitch you outta your top.

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Wiz khalifa's gear none of that shitty home grown

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

I hide my true identity like the top gear stig,

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick