This is a song about "Car drifting"

Hymn drifting to a grim sibling

Hit it til your make up missing

Believe my mom still needs a new car

You know...you know who you are

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I need a 17 car garage

My daddy need a new car

She is far bizarre

In the car with a gun,

I am not the only one

If there’s a shining star

Who smokin in my car?

Only way to leave is by smoking this j, and drifting away, into space,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I'm in my other car

She prayed on me passing that bar