This is a song about "Dope cars"

Been running around trying find a job

My raps are nothin but dope.

That got your mother high

Cars are passing by, guy

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Got like a hundred cars

The you should look up in the stars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

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

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars