This is a song about "Cars and cash"

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Me i got a nice house, car and some cash

Except she's got a little more ass

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

We love for a while then a light goes

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

And i’m making a difference and i’m getting nice cash,

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

And if you or anyone else ever comes near my cash

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass