This is a song about "Foregin cars"

Got like a hundred cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I feel like i got fifty cars

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

You pull up in parking lots

Hoes love me because of my cars

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I be murdering bars

Run away from the cars...