This is a song about "Car slip"

Ma always said chase yo dream and never slip

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Slick sinning, slice when you slip an force it in

And could i be a star

Who smokin in my car?

You're in a seminar

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

My daddy need a new car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Your music in the car

No i can't drive a car

Slumdog far apart any sub par