This is a song about "Cars money women drug sex"

The cars, the cane, the women swimmin in sin 'nd linen

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Stayed behind the bars of the prison, farthest from cars n' the women insane at best

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Run away from the cars...

The you should look up in the stars