This is a song about "Money cars pot bandz"

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Run away from the cars...

You pull up in parking lots

Had i not been exposed to these things

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Dont stop uh, roses in the pot

He say, she say." oh my god

We love for a while then a light goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

I make her cum a lot

Get it hot in the pot

You're uncool like my mother kin

Meaning its more like pot expansion