This is a song about "Foreign car"

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

You know...you know who you are

Your music in the car

Well, that's what you are

Gotta bad foreign bitch stupid thick gotta in the game now she runnin shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch

Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

You get close but no cigar

I'm in my other car

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Like 40 scores of foreign wars i bring the bombs

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,