This is a song about "Fast cars"

Bars coming nice and fast

They got me trapped

Fighting with my weak hand

My bars are hard 'n' fast

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

Miami nights, made a couple grand

When bret hart meet brett farve

Run away from the cars...

Got like a hundred cars

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I be murdering bars

Hoes love me because of my cars

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars