This is a song about "Wheels"

I'm why baby mamas leave

I'm high,but i still can handle wheels

Now kid had to make some moves trying to get his own wheels so he could drive to school

So now he sacrificed his adolesence turned his image to a ghoul

I'm burnin rubber, heat up this track, so call me hot wheels

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

With the wheels fallin off i shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

But honestly it's just to keep their wheels turning

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

The wheels are never rented,

Niggas ride together like the wheels on a chrysler

You ever paid attention in there? me either