This is a song about "Van buren"

I'm no fucking van goe,

Hit the club she drop it low

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

My coupe is bullet proof and i gotta luggage van,

Different realities of the past we repeat our mistakes in different ways

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

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

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Pushing in my mama van

She ain't got a man

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

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Liu kang the way i kick it, bumping wu tang

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/