This is a song about "Drive thru"

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

But they dont even know what the hell i been thru

This is fine dine take out

I drive that all around

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Drive camaros, hungry

We might be back in this baby

The more i drive myself crazy

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Now am moving thru life n your my navigation

Had i not been exposed to these things

Quietly violent drive irises

Had no ambitions and no drive.

I need a backyard full court size