This is a song about "Callum s whip"

Mayonaise colored car, that shit's a miracle whip

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

I promise i'mma call you back

My whip so dope boy it's crack

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Young whipper snapper that will whip past ya

Is written in our souls, africa

I mean of course just the same old

S queezys very bold

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Braggin about who's got the hottest whip

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess