This is a song about "Angry cars"

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Run away from the cars...

They say nothings ever free

When your sad angry happy

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

The you should look up in the stars