This is a song about "Wheels"

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Me and my niggas role together like the wheels on a chrysler

My uncle pulled me to the side

Jack your wheels at the red light

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

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

I ain't about my chains and shined wheels, or those blind grills,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

But honestly it's just to keep their wheels turning

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

, now u laid it down like its meant to roll, two wheels and a bag

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

The wheels are never rented,

See me on a roll like the wheels on the bus

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus