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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

You can keep the fast cars, i just want a level head

Not a huge fan of attacking ad nauseam

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Got like a hundred cars

So she kisses the stars

They calling me the hottest in the game

I was broken almost took cocaine

They bringing me fish and chips

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Sniffin cocaine like sarah palin

You're uncool like my mother kin