This is a song about "Clean verson cars"

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Then keep your change like an oink machine

I'm rap like you simple and clean

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops