This is a song about "Cars and life"

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Took me a while just to write those

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

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

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

Hopped over the fence, where the grass way greener

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

We’re not mindless stars with shining cars and diamonds white,