This is a song about "Chevy impala"

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Watch ya hide inside your chevy truck cruiser/

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

Coming up in the impala.

I can always depend on my mama

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

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

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot