This is a song about "Chevy"

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

A million nasty things went through my mind

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

Watch ya hide inside your chevy truck cruiser/

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room