This is a song about "Indy 500"

Indy to the cuh you know we don't save shit for later

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

I could think of a couple positions for you

But i got 500 friends mom i really do

500 miles push on the disc brake

New york, va, dc, get paid

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

With 500 characters i can take you higher than if you smoked an eighth