This is a song about "Tow"

Parked right in front of a tow sign, so guess what, we got towed.

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

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

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

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,

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

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

Girls say everything that i write smooth

We magnetizing the ghetto

Broken them down, they gotta tow