This is a song about "When i spit bars i m the coldest"

I"m the designated driver

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

You pull up in parking lots

I be spittin the bars,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

He knows that my bars hotter than a candle stick, people love it when i spit,

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

I spit bars all around you

Hot and cool when i spit, the air just popped

Hope all over again, we can start

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

When i spit, i make a difference

To liberate yourselves, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya