This is a song about "Frontenac drive"

I drive that all around

Weed up, better make a sound

Hop in and let me take a test drive

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

I can't drive a car but

Bitches is artificially duck

Smoke away the pain and drive around

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Over the bridge, i drive off,

I guess thats just central drive

She need up in her life

The more i drive myself crazy

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three