This is a song about "Rapping in the car"

Get some in the car! then fucken cum in your jaw!

'less you stabler and benson, i don't fuck with the law

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Rapping and talking the same, rapping's in my genetics

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

But when im with my brothers with this haze in the car

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

They say them colors must be fake

I'm way too chill, in the car i stayed

I left the fucking place and sat in my car and took a chill pill

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

Dumped her unconscious body in the back of my car and drove away/

Mr. pacquiao, i'm packing

All the time i missed in rapping