This is a song about "Tow"

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

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

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

My mind wonders, and my body drags in tow,

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

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

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

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

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

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

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

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

In the club like fuck it, though

The shit i tow you don't know