This is a song about "Driving prom"

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

You will do anything to get in the driving seat

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

Driving in my dodge ram

Like as if i didn’t know man

My brother's wreckles driving drives me insane.

I was so sincere like nas first name

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

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

I got a big fear of flying

And garage for what i'm driving.

On this prom of the year 2000 added lonely thirteen

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same