This is a song about "Car parts"

Finish line with the tire marks

I hope you brought new body parts,

But we should be body to body

And she wanted no parts of me

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Hope my city is not too far

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Please correct me, stretch marks

Both dreams got different parts

Throwing animal parts at scarlett johansen

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Of atomic particles split into two parts

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

You know...you know who you are

Who smokin in my car?