This is a song about "Rental cars"

When you spill out hits

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Hoes love me because of my cars

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

You pull up in parking lots

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

But homie i'm not a rental

Lady at the frank stand will

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

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars