This is a song about "Car rides"

She prayed on me passing that bar

With out you following me in the car

This music's goin' #off #the #track like broken rollercoaster rides,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

How simple they are

Who smokin in my car?

You get close but no cigar

Where there is no rules car

With glistened discs and hunkered rides when shit comes to this they undermine,

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

The engine in back of my car

Believe my mom still needs a new car

You know...you know who you are