This is a song about "Drivin down the interstate"

He cant win he's the version of a crack baby drivin a broken down suburban

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Not me u be the hero, you wont be drivin bentleys none,

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

So hard to keep the tears down

I drive that all around

I'mma catch you next time around

Im laying the smack down

Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Where every recipient, property of the state

Escaped through the kitchen bank, dipped it down the interstate