This is a song about "Golden cars"

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

So what you got golden teeth

Hoes love me because of my cars

Heard the sound of several gun shots

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

And golden mall with a golden wall