This is a song about "Car a"

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

I took your girl and sister, had a threesome in my new car

I guzzle up at the bar

Got a license, no car

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

No a/c cheap car to do work

Yea got big stacks get me a car

You get close but no cigar

I need a 17 car garage

Sb nike's, with the grey box

The car bumper took a somersault into a tree three miles away

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

My daddy need a new car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

I'm a race car you're a van with flat tires

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers