This is a song about "Million dollar sport cars"

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

Tryna get a holler from the almighty dollar

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Signed a deal, four years, with the devil's sport

Get million-dollar bonuses from paying 'em minimum wage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change