This is a song about "Car parts"

Your music in the car

I know i've came so far

You're in a seminar

Got a license, no car

And she wanted no parts of me

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Of atomic particles split into two parts

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

This is like riding through the city

Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?

With parts of their body through the mail

Ridin’ in a cl, hope i never see jail

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Well, that's what you are

I'm in my other car