This is a song about "Clean cars"

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Got like a hundred cars

Sb nike's, with the grey box

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

I'm rap like you simple and clean

Run away from the cars...

When bret hart meet brett farve

You pull up in parking lots

Hoes love me because of my cars

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Man this life is but a dream

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean