This is a song about "Fast car"

Who smokin in my car?

That gal want me ride har

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

With out you following me in the car

To reds i ain't know how to act

My bars are hard 'n' fast

The engine in back of my car

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

They could never understand

Bars coming nice and fast

So fast we cause paul walkers god damn car wreck

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet