This is a song about "Driving away"

You aint driving a benz

Sweet, okay makes sense

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

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

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

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

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Driving down the insterstate see a red light,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Are crazier than a skitzo on meth driving his humvee.