This is a song about "Car"

I think found where your mind was

I need a 17 car garage

And could i be a star

Down the street to the car,

The things they say went a little too far

I grabbed my keys, ran straight to my car

I'm an attacker packing a magnum in the back of the car

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Bad, just like an 80's car

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Right car with the wrong thang

Just take control if you can

The engine in back of my car

Just to let you know, you are