This is a song about "Chevy"

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

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

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

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Watch ya hide inside your chevy truck cruiser/

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

The revolution has arrived