This is a song about "Drive thru"

If u haze u might as well come thru

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

A nigga wanna drive slow,

Your last man was semi pro

That nigga came thru the do', i pulled the trigger slow

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick