This is a song about "Car lots"

Slumdog far apart any sub par

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

The engine in back of my car

And could i be a star

Drinkin lots of pitchers

Throw it in reverse

Your music in the car

I don’t care where ya are

Lots of them haven't even met me

I just want somebody i can see

Toke lots and hope cops

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

I’ll make sure we take lots of photos

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Who smokin in my car?

Hope my city is not too far