This is a song about "Rc car"

Who smokin in my car?

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

In the car with a gun,

Top ranked, number one my son

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

With out you following me in the car

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

Where there is no rules car

Just to let you know, you are

Box car children trying to hide

Ain't that how black's do it, right

I guzzle up at the bar

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Hope my city is not too far