This is a song about "Car spinning"

Hang him from a ceiling fan while its spinning

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

We can make more, make babies

Spinning like wheels under my heels,

You spinning 'round like a fuckin screw

Don’t mean to disrespect you

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Spinning in circles, live my life without rehearsal

Your music in the car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

I'm slipping from existence and spinning through a dimension

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

My daddy need a new car

Well, that's what you are