This is a song about "Kapow car pooling"

I can't drive a car but

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Jokes on you i don't have a car

I need a 17 car garage

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Who smokin in my car?

Baby, you know who you are

Still the man with the pan

Right car with the wrong thang

Box car children trying to hide

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

I guzzle up at the bar

I'm in my other car

How simple they are

Bad, just like an 80's car