This is a song about "Money cars girls"

From fine girls and cars to a brand new watch

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir