This is a song about "My crap car"

I'm in my other car

You get close but no cigar

Impeccable give it my note

Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

Upgraded to fat joe and i strap yo bitch to the back of my car,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

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

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

My daddy need a new car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

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