This is a song about "Car fast rap money"

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

I went fast as a car, vroom vroom

I'm a fucking rap star

Where there is no rules car

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Cut class and rap fast, grab ass while smacking sluts

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

U can rap fast with practice

And i need you to show me love

Baby, you know who you are

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

Your music in the car

With the goons i spar