This is a song about "Factors of buying a car"

In the car with a gun,

And it weighs a ton

Then they caught buying a pawnshop/

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Got a license, no car

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Full of shit, that is us, greater factors, wacker fucks

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm an attacker packing a magnum in the back of the car

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

You're buying up silvers like you need to kill a werewolf

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I find it bizzare you drive a nice car

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far