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

With the goons i spar

Your music in the car

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

With out you following me in the car

Pull up in the car open the lambo mercy latch

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Then put it into sex drive

In the prime of my life

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

And he just fell asleep in his car eating three musketeers in the rear seat

Who smokin in my car?

Just to let you know, you are

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

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