This is a song about "My crap car"

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

If there’s a shining star

Who smokin in my car?

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Thats my car its basic facts they should of fucking knew it,

You not meant to be here, on my car you just rust

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I show her the badge on the keys of my car

Driving my car to a foreign place

Yeah hail mary full of grace

'bout to get my other car

Just to let you know, you are

See, i like the person that you are

Believe my mom still needs a new car