This is a song about "Crack money cars"

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

We love for a while then a light goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Don’t you be holding back

For what for cookin crack

The you should look up in the stars

Got like a hundred cars

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",