This is a song about "Druck driving"

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

You will do anything to get in the driving seat

I swear its driving me into insanity

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Its just the first track, driving my invisible pontiac

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

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

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

And garage for what i'm driving.

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

Nigga so focused, shout out that ? a quarter six forty