This is a song about "Driving cars and guns"

So she kisses the stars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,