This is a song about "Clean cars"

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

I feel like i got fifty cars

Niggas is working forever my bars

Hoes love me because of my cars

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

That going through some things

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

They was always ready and always clean

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

I'll meet you in the sky

Cars are passing by, guy