This is a song about "Car speakers"

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Get your ass privileges with parking meters

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Yelawolf shit with rittz and speakers in the back seat

Speakers on, from wu-tang to pendulum, i love this sound

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

You get close but no cigar

Down the street to the car,

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

We be in the party like we own that bar

She fiend for yeezy, you know my speakers go hammer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

'cause this much thought in speakers is a rarity