This is a song about "Backseat pimpin"

We pop tags like its acne, passin l's to the backseat

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Pimpin' this shit up, hittin' ho's, yet respect for my momma.

Got gats packed back in my backpack in my backseat,

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

I go pimpin every night like shaq

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

Emcees heads in my backseat, keep em as a treasure/

Yea, i am the nail forever holdin em down

Got my pimpin game like im the money mike in the town.

Nah i ain't afraid to demonstrate my pimpin' ways

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face