This is a song about "Tow"

This fucking guy that i knew/ tow truck didn't approve/

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-

You spit so slow, you gotta call a tow to get you where you goin,

My mind wonders, and my body drags in tow,

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

Broken them down, they gotta tow

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

My mind wonders, and my body drags in tow,

Got a truck that be so big that the police, they can't even tow it,

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

, whats up choad?, i owed but now im in my mode, wrong road to tow