This is a song about "Whips"

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

Whips your back and leaves you with lifetime scars with no healing

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Fuck chains and whips, crazy shit really don't break us,

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Whips they cant afford to carry

And grip whips to switch hits to each ribs

And the v12, that's on various trips

I crash whips when my track skips

These chalance give me balance