This is a song about "Car insurance"

You get close but no cigar

Got a license, no car

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

The things they say went a little too far

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Top ranked, number one my son

In the car with a gun,

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I grabbed my keys, ran straight to my car

I put that shit on my man

Right car with the wrong thang