This is a song about "Life in the car buisness"

In the prime of my life

Right flows down and they might go nice

Im in the car i'm about to park when this shit jumps on my hood

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

The engine in back of my car

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I'm way too chill, in the car i stayed

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

In the car inna cense like i baptize

I'm everything that they call nice

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

Don't go to far

Who smokin in my car?

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Grinding real hard got the green in the front of the car, smoke coming out of