This is a song about "Fuck the police im the music in your car"

In a drug-dealing locked car with the police in hot pursuit,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

She is far bizarre

Your music in the car

But when im with my brothers with this haze in the car

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

In the car inna cense like i baptize

This thing that you could imagine

In the car with a gun,

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Im in the car i'm about to park when this shit jumps on my hood

You get close but no cigar

The engine in back of my car