This is a song about "Car"

Young money, d-town's all star

Down the street to the car,

I guzzle up at the bar

No i can't drive a car

And could i be a star

Where there is no rules car

She prayed on me passing that bar

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Hold on you can see my vision

In the car with a gun,

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Out of you, then i smashed up your car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far