This is a song about "Foreign cars"

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

The quran's the core of foreign conflict,

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

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

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Had i not been exposed to these things