This is a song about "In my chevrolet"

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

"my flows can be employed in my lines

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

My life's gotta stuck in my loosen hips,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

I only got four minutes

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Rapping is in my genes in my blood and even in my dreams

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps