This is a song about "I need a 17 car garage"

With the goons i spar

No i can't drive a car

You get close but no cigar

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Like a fuckin design, no need for profits i already got mine,

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Lord have mercy i act a fool, maybe i need to go back to school

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

I need a 17 car garage

Speed up, patience, please cause

I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

Upgraded to fat joe and i strap yo bitch to the back of my car,

Me while i was shoved in a cop car,

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far