This is a song about "Fast cars cocaine hion ad travelg"

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

When bret hart meet brett farve

But now i'm thinkin ima buy cocaine

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Sniffin cocaine like sarah palin

She likes the way it hits her lips

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Not a huge fan of attacking ad nauseam

I feel like i got fifty cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars