This is a song about "Big cars"

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Run away from the cars...

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Hoes love me because of my cars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house