This is a song about "Van"

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

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

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

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

It ain't nothing though

I'm no fucking van goe,

That's what rains for

Took the van, went snatch her

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

It's van scoy, told you i can rap