This is a song about "My monte carlo"

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Burying my lethargy

My cash effected, my brain insane,

And not a single feature except lil wayne

My words are my rhythm

I pop one, you pop one

I wonder so often

Grab my knife and my gun

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

But when you step out, why these bitches run out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

As he grew up he got more confused

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration