This is a song about "Yolo lifestyle"

I run shit screaming yolo out my sun roof

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Meanwhile your lifestyle had no textile

Run for cover and return fire

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

I’m driving off into the sunset, hope you can hear me out loud “yolo”

Fags yelling yolo, swag! it makes me pissed.

You're talking to one of the greatest

Thats the lifestyle me and my crew

You reflect me, i love that about you

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Complex lifestyle ready to do me

They can’t do much, they grew up seein’ that lifestyle,

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

You say bullsit about me and my lifestyle with your stupid freestyle.