This is a song about "Faggots money bitches enemies fast cars gold chains"

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

(fast) i want da money car door funny

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

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

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

To best with ease, bare adjectives as fast as teeth, against enemies,

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,