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

His life ain't no more precious he want to sell it

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

My bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna hold me down

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

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

Notice how your boy spittin' livin' classy

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

And now here i am talking to you

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

You will do anything to get in the driving seat

Fast forward and do your talking bout partner bid

That's motivation, my people living wicked

The twin towers fell

Burberry, quite a hell