This is a song about "Driving bugatti"

I swear its driving me into insanity

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Ah fuck it i'll run your ass over with a bugatti

Blaze past you in my bugatti

Knowing you can no longer party

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

My brother's wreckles driving drives me insane.

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

By mindless rappers on how they bought a new bugatti,

Insomnia is driving me mental,

Yes bitch, that's a presidential