This is a song about "Van buren"

There's crack, there's crack

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

Now im stuck in van, but that's okay

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

I broke mama heart with no college

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

It's like you're my mirror

Took the van, went snatch her

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

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

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

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

I thought van-city was home

She wanna be grown