This is a song about "Van persie"

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

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

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

You heard van city's finest man, so back the hell up off me

I'm authentic so real you faint even replace i collect data just call it sample space

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

'cause we're going toe-to-toe but i'm more fucked up than van gough,

We all tryna ball and when i got the rock i'll dish off