The second part my ride a push cart, got everything in it when we take it out and spin it. A Tribe Tee that’s the fresh gear that I have on. Dead Racism that’s the flow I am vibing on. The 5G is on my lap, what the droid do, tape the holder to the dash flick it for you. Don’t worry...we ain’t in a trespass zone, Putamayo banging loud in my eardrum. The way the wheels spin, stuck up in the mud when, outside they looking in, mad confused, grin. Tank on hectic, ride state inspected, washed 2020, no shine, please respect it. Disinfecting wipes touch, hang your jacket up, I’mma roll your seat back so you can stretch and stuff. Take off your shirt, show both those triceps off, tank top on point I’m all for seeing more. More of said things, he who brings ecstasy, streams most cha ching…a little harder than your average hug or a grab. Q-Tip tell me you are making fresh beats in the lab and when we’re done I want all to know we rode around boom baping, water no, dro. Vacationing via my estate, one ride on the farm? Say it’s a date? I love this shirt. END RACISM Thank you ATCQ