This is a song about "Car lots"

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

I’ll make sure we take lots of photos

That gyal want mi ride har

The engine in back of my car

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

I'm learning sardonic schemes lots of razing n' pins,

I'm in my other car

And could i be a star

You know...you know who you are

Got a license, no car

Blew money like six crips

Takin lots of portraits

Make jollof with lots of pepper, so i stay hot forever

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Toke lots and hope cops