This is a song about "Car"

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

With out you following me in the car

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Where there is no rules car

Baby, you know who you are

Got a license, no car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

At least i have my own house and a car!

The things they say went a little too far

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

I grabbed my keys, ran straight to my car

Young money, d-town's all star

No i can't drive a car

The engine in back of my car

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par