This is a song about "Fine car"

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

I salivate at fine bitches

Your music in the car

I'm a fucking rap star

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Where there is no rules car

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

Promise me you won't step out of line

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

With a memory so fine

I'm just here to have a good time

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

He told me that my eyes were fine,

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine