This is a song about "Driving a whip"

So get off that whip cody,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

I imagine myself driving a steak through your heart alive

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Mayonaise colored car, that shit's a miracle whip

Are crazier than a skitzo on meth driving his humvee.

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

You aint driving a benz

I'm on deck i'm up next

I watched my ma whip up work fukk a havin a job

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop