This is a song about "Gus weed school books cars"

So she kisses the stars

Run away from the cars...

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

I feel like i got fifty cars

Bitch got all them booty shots

Rapping turned to my benediction, bought books only nonfiction,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

Reading books on female anatomy for leisure

And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

For the record, this not in the books