This is a song about "Cattle drive"

And i can't help but stare, cause

Over the bridge, i drive off,

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

The more i drive myself crazy

Maybe you could win the battle or maybe you will coddle the cattle

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Quietly violent drive irises

And you niggas will acknowledge this

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

For trap and soul, metaphors for hordes of cattle

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Eyes closed, drinking whiskey, let the car drive

They say nothings ever free

Noelle's here to drive me crazy