This is a song about "Driving cars bad"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

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

I swear its driving me into insanity

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Run away from the cars...

Bitch got all them booty shots

Got like a hundred cars

When bret hart meet brett farve