This is a song about "Trying to ride foreign"

And learn to ride a bike

But there's nothing else inside

That i was trying to transmit.

Living out of a homeless shit

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

To much pride will ride you down to the road of shame

Carolina where i made it from

All my bitches be foreign

Trying to outdo asap rocky kid

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Mothafucking ride , to do what

Blow trees like a hurricane

From trying ride life in the fast lane