This is a song about "Driving in the str"

Driving around in a plow, pow!

Maybe guess you get it all now

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

And garage for what i'm driving.

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

I'm capital grief , driving from the back of the seat,

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

You will do anything to get in the driving seat