This is a song about "Driving"

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

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

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

But now when im seen im driving lamborghinis,

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

Driving in my dodge ram

Big shit popping, i'm the man

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

I'm going off the top of the brain

I'm driving head on into traffic hoping for a head on collision

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one