This is a song about "Buying used cars"

Then they caught buying a pawnshop/

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Ay yo you wonder who i are

He's buying me leather

Run away from the cars...

When bret hart meet brett farve

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Knew she was dying but with the mixes she kept buying

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Cause of death? bars

Got like a hundred cars