This is a song about "Buying used cars at i n motors"

I leapt 'n' saw the path at the end of the rainbow

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

When i speak/ prominent n at my peak / you dudes like to play games

While in the distance i hear passing cars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

Looking out my window i see dope motors

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Niggas is working forever my bars

I feel like i got fifty cars