This is a song about "Cruising down the street with my camry"

I'll own your ass up and down the street

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Rolling down the street in my suv

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

Got my shades on, i walk down the street and yes i'm a pretty boy

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

He spit in my face 'n sprints down the street while its raining.