This is a song about "Foreign cars"

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

While in the distance i hear passing cars

All my bitches be foreign

Higher power where these verses from

Run away from the cars...

When bret hart meet brett farve

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

So she kisses the stars

Got like a hundred cars

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Livin the fast life, in fast cars