This is a song about "Canada cars"

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Comin' straight from canada, justine bieber,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

While in the distance i hear passing cars

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Three j's took me this high

Cars are passing by, guy

Hoes love me because of my cars

And mine somewhere bout mars