This is a song about "Parking"

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Now if i can walk through sweltering hot parking lots 'round swarming shots

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

With a lock - in the back of the parking lot

I will beat your ass in a parking lot

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Discarding what i'm regarding, dreams parking, hells bombarding

While them bitches always gossip, she busy going shopping

Discarding what i'm regarding, dreams parking, hells bombarding

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Ay yo you wonder who i are

The whole parking lot is on fire

Ya selling dimes , every bang i make is like a parking fine

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine