This is a song about "Jesus take the wheel"

Nothing new but i reinvented the wheel

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Who do i beat next, spin the fucking jeopardy wheel.

Grain grippin’ on the wheel

I don't gotta be here

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel

I don't ever fear nothing, i'm forever here

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

Cee said, oaknair finna be here

Respect still there but ya boy's right here

Im tired of being the third wheel

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes