This is a song about "Van"

I'm planting c4 in the back of a delivery van

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

As she goes through the levels

Still the man with the pan

Pushing in my mama van

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

I fucked yo mom in the the back of her van

I thought van-city was home

Lets get fucked up to the bone

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

My coupe is bullet proof and i gotta luggage van,