This is a song about "Fame cars love"

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Fortune, fame, cars, hoes are tens, nobody's tense,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

The game is my faith, i love fame, i’m paving the way,

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

When bret hart meet brett farve

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain