This is a song about "Renault clio"

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

All i know is i fell asleep and woke up in that monte carlo

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Zoomin in like my cousins mazda quick as shit

Smash into your four-by-four door ford in a honda accord,

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Wild styles to mimic, just throw me the key to the honda civic

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

And all women who had light features, see

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Black honda accord slash four door ford until the drivers are flattened