This is a song about "We re not aiming for the truck"

Just call yourself stuck when i pull up in the truck

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

You got to have your game tight

And im here aiming for the light

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

We hooked up... in the back of my homeboys truck.

The line of my gasoline, running clean up to the truck

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

It's a sign of the massive climb we face, aiming for the stars their minds are brave

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Im on point aiming towards the skies like a prism

Last wednesday, accidentally dented the back of my truck.

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck