This is a song about "Car"

How simple they are

Your music in the car

She prayed on me passing that bar

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

The underdog of the underground has come far

With out you following me in the car

And it weighs a ton

In the car with a gun,

We be in the party like we own that bar

Believe my mom still needs a new car

I grabbed my keys, ran straight to my car

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par