This is a song about "Transit van"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Fucking in the van driveing the bang bus,im crazy i hang nuts,

And you all will respect that

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

I'm a race car you're a van with flat tires

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Good kids make bad grown ups

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

I ran into a fan that ended up givin me a van, i went to my place gotta bit shit face,

Yea i'm asian and i get them a's, so you know how it goes, something i don't lack is praise

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,