This is a song about "Car slip"

Bad, just like an 80's car

I'm a fucking rap star

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

'bout to get my other car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

The engine in back of my car

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

I know i've came so far

Who smokin in my car?

Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

Slick sinning, slice when you slip an force it in

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Where there is no rules car