This is a song about "In my cadillac"

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

I have memories of melodies in my life. (in my life)

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

The world in my wallet, the universe in my hand

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Bring it all back in the back of a black cadillac

Then we kicked in my room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Fuck me in my fat ass

Just put your hand on the glass