This is a song about "In my chevrolet"

I only got four minutes

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

"my flows can be employed in my lines

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Yow am ridin around in my

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Yow am ridin around in my