This is a song about "Cars houses"

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

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

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Hoes love me because of my cars

Sb nike's, with the grey box

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Moving houses for supposed whores

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Take her back to where i live

Many houses vacant,projects been baking,new cliques and crews formed

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk