This is a song about "Driving"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Are crazier than a skitzo on meth driving his humvee.

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

Its just the first track, driving my invisible pontiac

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

I'm driving a unicorn, and she blowing me kisses

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

You stuck in coach while im flying, driving, in the cock pit,

You aint driving a benz

Sweet, okay makes sense

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

My brother's wreckles driving drives me insane.

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Its been driving me crazy lately