This is a song about "Racing cars"

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

All i can feel is my heart racing

And this will be the song that we sing

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

While scheming on hits

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

On the inside i'm shaking, epileptic brain and my hearts racing.

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars