This is a song about "Fast driving wearing classy burberry talking to precious"

And all women who had light features, see

Notice how your boy spittin' livin' classy

Or you'll drive me crazy

"are you talking back to me?

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

And now here i am talking to you

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

That i have to respond wearing my suit on

Fucked up in the head, to hot head always wearing a frown

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

We went from street kid drug heads to wearing cartier sunglasses

Time past like it was precious

The way she walks and causes a fuss

I'm the sushi king

To she what im wearing