This is a song about "Bad driving"

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

You will do anything to get in the driving seat

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

Time after time, again and again

Sweet, okay makes sense

You aint driving a benz

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Driving me crazy with this painting canvas