This is a song about "Muscle cars"

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

The you should look up in the stars

I feel like i got fifty cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Bitch got all them booty shots