This is a song about "Rapping in the car"

Your music in the car

Just to let you know, you are

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

They vaguely decipher my language

In the car its getting hot as a bitch

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

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

And he just fell asleep in his car eating three musketeers in the rear seat

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

I guzzle up at the bar