This is a song about "Cart"

We use to eat brownies and play mario cart,

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

And filling up like a shopping cart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Look at the paint on the cart (cart)

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Blowin smoke slow like hoes throwin crack in the cart

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down